208b FRENCH BROAD - Christian Harmony N.C.
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High o'er the hills the mountains rise, their summits tow'r toward the skies;
But far above them I must dwell, or sink beneath the flames of hell.
Oh, God! forbid that I should fall and lose my ever lasting all;
But may I rise on wings of love and soar to the blest world above.
Altho' I walk the mountains high, ere long my body low must lie,
And in some lonesome place must rot, and by the living be forgot.