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<h2>WHY SHOULD OUR TEARS IN SORROW FLOW</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race.&#8221; 2 Timothy 4:7</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_a_bathurst_wh.html" target="_blank">William Hiley Bathurst</a> (1796-1877).
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Green Hill (Peace),&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_p_e_peace_al.html" target="_blank">Albert Lister Peace</a> (1844-1912) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_g_grhpeace.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Why should our tears in sorrow flow<br>
When God recalls His own;<br>
And bids them leave a world of woe<br>
For an immortal crown?</p>
<p>Is not e&#8217;en death a gain to those<br>
Whose life to God was given?<br>
Gladly to earth their eyes they close<br>
To open them in heaven.</p>
<p>Their toils are past, their work is done,<br>
And they are fully blest;<br>
They fought the fight, the victory won,<br>
And entered into rest.</p>
<p>Then let our sorrows cease to flow;<br>
God has recalled His own;<br>
But let our hearts, in every woe,<br>
Still say, &#8220;Thy will be done.&#8221;</p>
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