Call me further, call me higher
Call me up to heights anew
And though I walk with few in number
This I know– I walk with You
Call me further, call me higher
Though my heart be punctured through
And though in pain and grief I suffer
Turn my eyes to heavenly views
And when at last my breathing falters
And my coming death is due
Call me further, call me higher
Call me up to be with You
In Sun or Rain 
Amazing!!!
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Wow! The line, “and though I walk with few in number” really struck me! That (sadly) is so true! It reminds me of the verses about the wide gates and the narrow gates (Matt 7:13-14) so few find the narrow gate.
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