Welcome from Michigan. We are a little north of Texas...
Welcome from Michigan. We are a little north of Texas...
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
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