Mormon Tabernacle Choir

I see a distant land: it shines so clear.
Sometimes it seems so far, sometimes so near.
Come, join together, take the dusty road;
Help one another: share the heavy load.
The journey may be long: no end in sight:
There may be hills to climb, or giants to fight:
But if you'll take my hand,
We'll walk together toward the land
Of freedom, freedom.
I hear a distant song: it fills the air.
I hear it, deep and strong, rise up in prayer:
'O Lord, we are many; help us to be one.
Heal our divisions: let thy will be done. Thy will be done.
I know the time will come when war must cease:
A time of truth and love, a time of peace.
The people cry, 'How long?
Till all our world can join the song
Of freedom, freedom.
I touch a distant hand and feel its glow,
The hand I hoped was there: at last I know.
Swords into ploughshares: can it all be true?
Friends out of strangers: start with me and you. (With me and you.)
I see another time, another place
Where we can all be one, one human race.
The walls will melt away,
We'll come together on the day
Of freedom, freedom, freedom



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25.08 | 10:54

Thanks, It is simple and neat. Even straight to the point. God Bless.

28.11 | 22:04

Every system, whether molecular, individual or society, without outside intelligent direction will gravitate to chaos. God is the source of intelligence.

07.10 | 21:15

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12.01 | 16:09

This is such a great article - thanks! I believe a call to action is what we all need - religion is action not a passive reading assignment. Thanks

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