Oh! I often sit and ponder
When the sun is sinking low.
Where my yonder future finds me,
Shall I be among the mingles?
Shall I mingle free?
The future lies before and I know
where is my path heading?
Saviour lead me all..
When the sun is sinking low.
Where my yonder future finds me,
Shall I be among the mingles?
Shall I mingle free?
The future lies before and I know
where is my path heading?
Saviour lead me all..
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