Special record for radio stations from the 1940's
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"Sometimes I feel so lonely, sometimes I feel so blue,
Sometimes my hearts near breakin’, oh Lord what shall I do?
Now I woke up dis mornin’, I hate to face today,
And then I op’d the holy book, and this is what he say
Be still and listen, be still and listen, be still and listen, till the still small voice comes through
D’ good book says the secrets to share my brother’s fears
When I helped bear my brother’s load, my own will disappears
I be still every mornin’, I listen all d’ day,
And when I hear that still small voice, it’s ‘important to obey’
Be still and listen, be still and listen, be still and listen, till the still small voice comes through
I’ve a vision for d’ future, a heaven on earth I see
When all folks live d’ listen way, a heaven it will be
Be still and listen, be still and listen, be still and listen, till the still small voice comes through."