Precious memories, unseen angels, Sent from somewhere to my soul; How they linger, ever near me, And the sacred past unfold. CHORUS Precious memories, how they linger, How they ever flood my soul; In the stillness of the midnight, Precious, sacred scenes unfold. Precious father, loving mother, Fly across the lonely years; And old home scenes of my childhood, In fond memory appear. In the stillness of the midnight, Echoes from the past I hear; Old-time singing, gladness bringing, From that lovely land somewhere. As I travel on life's pathway, Know not what the years may hold; As I ponder, hope grows fonder, Precious memories flood my soul. Precious memories of the prophet, Flood my soul from day to day, I remember scenes so precious That can never pass away. I've heard the Message and Its signal That day's end is near at hand, But I remember that He promised He'd return for those who'd stand.ạlạ̉sẖạl ymkn tḥtạj Noi n-avem aur pământesc Var gücümle كنت مطروحة Бог спасенье моё Ce dulce ne-a fost Doamne Ду дасти ҳақ дили покиза If My People yạ smkẗ قدّوس
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