IT MAY NOT BE ON THE MOUNTAIN’S HEIGHT

(LDS hymn # 270; lyrics by Mary Brown)

It may not be on the mountain height
Or over the stormy sea.
It may not be on the battle’s front
The Lord will have need of me.
But if by a still small voice he calls
To paths that I do not know,
I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine,
I’ll go where you want me to go.

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