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In LOVING MEMORY of
ADAM E. ROY
Millerton, PA
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9-6-1985 - 2-6-2005
TILL THE STORM PASSES BY
In the dark of the midnight
have I oft hid my face,
While the storm howls above me, and there's no hiding place.
'Mid the crash of the thunder, Precious Lord, hear my cry,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
Many times Satan whispered,
"There is no need to try,
For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by"
But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies.
Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
When the long night has
ended and the storms come no more,
Let me stand in Thy presence on the bright peaceful shore;
In that land where the tempest, never comes, Lord, may I
Dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.
Till the storm passes
over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
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" When someone you love becomes a MEMORY, the memory becomes a Treasure."
Parents: Dale and
Sharon
Sister: Justine
Grand Parents: Rex and Jane Wheeler
"Jesus saith unto
him, I am the way, the truth, and the life:
no man cometh unto the Father, but by me."
(John 14:6)
