The writings of a missionary in the New York Rochester Mission.
"...He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart..." "...oh sweet the joy this sentence gives; I know that my Redeemer lives!"
"...He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart..."
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