The Little White Church on the Hill (Sing to tune of “The Church in the Wildwood”)
The Little White Church on the Hill (Sing to tune of “The Church in the Wildwood”)
There’s a church that we love on a hilltop Overlooking the valley below. No place is so dear in our memories As the little white church on the hill.
There’s a church that we love on a hilltop Overlooking the valley below. No place is so dear in our memories As the little white church on the hill.
Chorus: O, come, come, come, come, Come to the church on the hilltop. O, come to the church on the hill. No spot is so dear in our memories As the little white church on the hill.
Chorus: O, come, come, come, come, Come to the church on the hilltop. O, come to the church on the hill. No spot is so dear in our memories As the little white church on the hill.
O, come to the church on the hilltop; See the trees as they sway in the breeze. Meet your friends on a bright Sunday morning, Say a prayer to the One that we serve.
O, come to the church on the hilltop; See the trees as they sway in the breeze. Meet your friends on a bright Sunday morning, Say a prayer to the One that we serve.
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How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning To list’ to the clear ringing bell. Its tones so sweetly are calling O, come to the church on the hill.
How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning To list’ to the clear ringing bell. Its tones so sweetly are calling O, come to the church on the hill.
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