Clear are the skies above me, Pure are the joys within,
Boundless the grace that keeps me
Free from the power of sin; Walking each hour with Jesus,
Held by his mighty hand, Pardoned, the past behind me,
Before, the Gloryland.
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| First Line: | Clear are the skies above me, Pure are the joys within |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1986 |