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| I'm climbing a mountain so steep and so high, The far distant top nearly reaches the sky, Sometimes I grow weary I'm tempted to stop, But God always tells me press on to the top, For others before me these same paths have trod, Every step I am taking brings me closer to God,
Just let me walk closer dear father I pray,
I'll keep on climbing by day and by night,
When I think I see the end of the road, |
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Text of Hymn: "Closer to God," © Icie E. Sandy Rowand, 2002, all rights reserved. Web page design and original graphics © Betty Sandy Smith, all rights reserved. |
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