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<h2>WHEN I GET TO THE END OF THE WAY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_t_i_tillman_cd.jpg" alt="Charles Davis Tillman (1861-1943)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="133.333333333333" height="198.666666666667"><em>Words & Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_t_i_tillman_cd.html" target="_blank">Charles Davis Tillman</a> (1859-1938) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_w_i_wigteotw.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </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>The sands have been washed in the footprints<br>
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Of the Stranger on Galilee’s shore;<br>
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And the voice that subdued the rough billows<br>
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Will be heard in Judea no more,<br>
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But the path of that lone Galilean,<br>
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With joy I will follow today,</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">And the toils of the road will seem nothing<br>
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When I get to the end of the way,<br>
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The toils of the road will seem nothing<br>
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When I get to the end of the way.</p>
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<p>There are so many hills to climb upward,<br>
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I often am longing for rest;<br>
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But He Who appoints me my pathway,<br>
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Knows just what is needful and best.<br>
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I know in His Word He hath promised<br>
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That my strength it shall be as my day;</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>He loves me too well to forsake me,<br>
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Or give me a trial too much;<br>
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His people have been dearly purchased,<br>
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And Satan can never claim such.<br>
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By and by I shall see Him and praise Him,<br>
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In the city of unending day;</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>When the last feeble steps have been taken,<br>
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And the gates of that city appear,<br>
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And the beautiful songs of the angels<br>
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Float out on my listening ear;<br>
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When all that now seems so mysterious,<br>
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Will be bright and as clear as the day,</p>
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<p class="refrain">And the toils of the road will seem nothing<br>
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When I get to the end of the way,<br>
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Then the toils of the road will seem nothing<br>
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When I get to the end of the way.</p>
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