There's a memory I have of a day that's gone by, Of Grandpa dying and Mom by his side. He said " Can't you see, there's Angels all around ? , Can't you hear the sweet music ? For Heaven I'm bound. " He looked to the sky and said, "Can't you see ? There He is, my dear Jesus, He's coming for me. " Chorus " There He is, oh , there He is. There's Jesus, praise God, and I know that I'm His. There's nothing to fear, there's nothing to dread. I'm going on through, by His hand I am led. " When Satan unleashes his fury towards me; When waves crash around me on life's troubled sea; I hear a strong voice saying " Peace, be still. " Though the storm rages on, His presence I feel. Through the clouds I can see a glimmering ray; There He is, my dear Savior, to show me the way. ( Chorus ) By Karen Cox
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