Album: The Best of The Primitive Quartet, Vol. 2
Well Who could it be that tenderly holds my trembling hand
And Who is the one that speaks in a voice I understand
Well Who could it be that maketh the raging storms to cease
It's God's only Son, the Prince of Peace
Yes God's only Son will hold to my hand and answer my prayer
And God's only Son a mansion so grand he has gone to prepare
Thank God when I reach that place where heaven of rest awaits
That God's only Son will open the gates
No matter how long life's wearisome pilgrimage may be
And no matter how wide our stormy life's raging waters beat
I'm bound for that place where all of God's faithful children go
God's only Son is with me I know
Yes God's only Son will hold to my hand and answer my prayer
And God's only Son a mansion so grand he has gone to prepare
Thank God when I reach that place where heaven of rest awaits
That God's only Son will open the gates
Thank God when I reach that place where Heaven of rest awaits
That God's only Son will open the gates
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