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CALLING.

I have heard dear friends, a Saviour,
Calling, calling, day by day;
Night and morning, noon and evening,
Never ceasing, calls away.
When with mirth among my comrades,
I do frolic and rejoice,
When I pause awhile at leisure,
I can hear my Saviour's voice.
I can hear my Saviour calling,
In the tranquil hours of night;
When the morn and silent noontide,
Wakes the sun with golden light.
Heard His voice through earthly struggles,
As I've shed a parting tear,
O'er dear friends, who've gone before me,
As each moment fleets the year.
Though the din of earthly tumult,
Loud into my ears doth fall,
Still I hear my Saviour's pleading,
Hark! I hear His loving call.

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Shall I turn away unheeding,
Slight His promise so secure,
While I hear my Saviour pleading,
Pointing 'cross to Jordan's shore?