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There are times and times again,
When my love seems far away;
The hours would stretch, the days turn gray;
All the while, I know not how,
In my darkest hour, He prays
In the saints, oh, for my sake.
When my love seems far away;
The hours would stretch, the days turn gray;
All the while, I know not how,
In my darkest hour, He prays
In the saints, oh, for my sake.
GThere
are
Emtimes
and times again, CWhen
my
Dlove
seems far away; GThe
hours would
Emstretch,
the days turn
Cgray;
GAll
the
Emwhile,
I know not how, CIn
my
Ddark
est hour, He prays GIn
the
Emsaints,
oh, for my sake. By a touch of His dear love,
By the sound of His sweet voice,
Whispers from above,
Spoken through men of clay.
And this world just fades away.
(Let this world just fade away.)
By the sound of His sweet voice,
Whispers from above,
Spoken through men of clay.
And this world just fades away.
(Let this world just fade away.)
CBy
a
Dtouch
of His dear
Glove,
CBy
the
Dsound
of His sweet
Gvoice,
Whispers
Emfrom
above, CSpo
ken
Dthrough
men of clay. CAnd
this
D7world
just fades away. C(Let
this
D7world
just fade away.)2
Blinded soul, I cannot see
What this world has done to me;
My heart grows cold and life would bleed;
Then He comes, knocks on my door,
Through the saints—and there they stand
With the Lord, oh, for my need!
What this world has done to me;
My heart grows cold and life would bleed;
Then He comes, knocks on my door,
Through the saints—and there they stand
With the Lord, oh, for my need!
Blinded soul, I cannot see
What this world has done to me;
My heart grows cold and life would bleed;
Then He comes, knocks on my door,
Through the saints—and there they stand
With the Lord, oh, for my need!
What this world has done to me;
My heart grows cold and life would bleed;
Then He comes, knocks on my door,
Through the saints—and there they stand
With the Lord, oh, for my need!
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Lord Jesus I love you!!!!!!
El Monte, CA, United States
I don’t love the world anymore
McKinney, TX, United States
This is a hymn of life in the principle of incarnation, and it is a mingled life, a life in which God and man are mingled together. God is reaching man through men of clay---"Whispers from above, spoken through men of clay... Then He comes, knocks on my door, Through the saints--and there they stand with the Lord, oh, for my need! He strengthens inwardly to go on to build His Body for His heart desire.
Clinton, MA, United States
Hey Jorge, I appreciate whenever you comment on this song. It's always timely for me. Praise the Lord for His Body. "Then he comes, knocks on my door, through the saints, for my need!"
We sad Thank You Lord for this hymn
London, United Kingdom
Amen Lord Jesus! what can separate us from the love of God in You dear Lord ? absolutely nothing! Make us worthy of Your love. Gain our hearts and enable us to love You in return and to love the Church as You do. We love You Lord and cannot wait to see You face to face
Houston, TX, United States
Just sang this in the training remotely. Because of the pandemic we sang through Zoom and enjoyed this song very much.
LA, CA, United States
We just sang this hymn together, couldn’t hold back the tears 😢
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States
The Lord and His body intercedes daily on our behalf, we can rest on Him for our every need. Let this world just fade away.
Brother Jorge, I’m also back to cry to this hymn :)