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There’s an old, old, path
Where the sun shines through
Life’s dark storm clouds
From the home of blue.

In this old, old path
Made strangely sweet
By the touch divine
Of his blessed feet

Find the old, old, path
‘Twill be ever new
For the Savior walks
All the way with you.

In the old, old path
Are my friends most dear,
And I walk with them,
With the angels near.

‘Tis an old, old path
Shadowed vales between,
Yet I fearless walk
With the Nazarene.