BECAUSE HE LIVES

Each tiny drop of rain stays gently on the petals of the flower.
The flower drinks and as I drink pure water I am reminded that I am drinbing life!
Because He lives I can face to-morrow!

Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
Even though it be a cross
That raises me,
Still all my song would be,
Nearer my God to The

Though like a wanderer
the sun gone down
Darkness be over me
My rest a stone,
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Nearer mt God to Tee

Or if on joyful wing
cleaving the sky
Sun, moon and stars forgot,
upward I fly
Still all my song shall be
Nearer to Thee!
Hymn 321