There's a church in the valley by the wildwood,
No lovelier place in the dale,
No place is so dear to my childhood,
As the little brown church in the vale.

Chorus:
Come to the church in the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the dale,
No place is so dear to my childhood,
As the little brown church in the vale.

How sweet on a bright Sabbath morning,
To listen to the clear ringing bell,
It's tones so sweetly are calling,
Oh, come to the church in the vale.

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It was there I was told of the Savior,
Who died for my sins on the tree,
It was there when I prayed for my pardon,
That he spoke words of comfort to me.

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It's there when my heart's growing weary,
I long in its shelter to be,
And to rest in its sweet sacred stillness,
Would bring showers of blessing to me.

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