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There's a little white church in the valley, nearby where the still waters flow, and where, in the beauty of springtime, the colorful wildflowers grow. A little white church with a steeple in which hangs a golden-hued bell that chimes out so sweetly each Sunday, echoing all through the dell. In this little white church in the valley, there's a special rejoicing today; for there in the beauty of springtime, Easter is holding full sway. Its spirit sets heartstrings to singing this message of newness and life, a truth that will keep on blooming when past is this Eastertide. Written by Loise Pinkerton Fritz |
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