| From The Valley of The Heart by Eva |
| "But He was wounded for our transgressions. He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we were healed" (Isaiah 53:5). |
| Tears flow freely from the valley, from the valley of the heart, Where all hurts and pains are suffered, where all joy seems to depart, Where is felt such deep depression, where is heard the sounds of woe, Where one's soul is lost and dying, where one's life is sunken low. When one cries in desperation, "Save me L-rd or else I die", Then pure light shatters all darkness and Salvation draweth nigh. |
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