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ꡬλ νκΈ° subscribe : λμ μ¬λνλ μ± (There is a Dear And Precious Book, My Mother's bible) * μ΄μ΄ν°μ μ°©μ©νκ³ λ€μΌμλ©΄ λμ± νμ±ν μμμ λ€μ΄λ³΄μ€ μ μμ΄μ :) μλ‘μ΄ μ₯λ₯΄μ μμ μ 곡λΆν΄λ³΄κΈ° μν΄ 61κ°μ 건λ°μΌλ‘ μ΄λ£¨μ΄μ§ ν€λ³΄λλ₯Ό μ₯λ§νλλ°μ κ±΄λ° μλ μ μΌλ λ² μ΄μ€λ μΉ μ μκ³ , μ΄μΏ μ€ν± νΌμλ Έ 건λ°μ΄ μλλΌμ 무κ²κ°μ΄ μ ν μλ κ²μ΄ ν μ‘°μ νλ κ²λ μ½μ§μλ€μ γ γ μΌλ₯Έ νΌμλ Έ μ°μ£Όλ₯Ό μν 건λ°μ νλ λ μ₯λ§μ ν΄μΌκ² μ΅λλ€ +_+ μ΄ λ€μμ μ¬λΌμ¬ μμλ€λ κΈ°λν΄μ£ΌμΈμ !~ μ’μ ν루 보λ΄μΈμ :-) 1 λμ μ¬λνλ μ± λΉλ‘ ν΄μ΄μ‘μΌλ μ΄λ¨Έλμ λ¬΄λ¦ μμ μμμ μ¬λ―Έμκ² λ£λ λ§ κ·Έ λ μΌμ μ§κΈλ λ΄κ° μμ§ μκ³ κΈ°μ΅ν©λλ€ 2 μλ μ©λ§Ήμ€λ½λ λ€λμμ κ²½νκ³Ό μ λμκΈ λ€μμμ μμ¬μ μ£Όμ μ μ§ μλ¦¬μΌ λ³κ±° νκ³ νλμ μ¬λΌκ°λ μΌμ κΈ°μ΅ν©λλ€ 3 μμ μΈμ κ³μ€ λ λ§μ κ³ μνμκ³ μμκ°μ λ¬λ € λμκ°μ μΌ μ΄λ¨Έλμ΄ μ½μΌλ©° λλ¬Ό λ§μ΄ νλ¦° κ² μ§κΈκΉμ§ λ΄κ° κΈ°μ΅ν©λλ€ 4 κ·Έλ μΌμ μ§λκ³ λμ λμ ννμ€ μ΄λ¨Έλμ λ§μ κΈ°μ΅νλ©΄μ λλ μμλλλ‘ μ±κ²½ λ§μ μ½μΌλ©° μ£Όμ λ»μ λ°λΌ μ΄λ €ν©λλ€ chorus κ·νκ³ κ·νλ€ μ°λ¦¬ μ΄λ¨Έλμ΄ λ€λ €μ£Όμλ μ¬λ―Έμκ² λ£λ λ§ μ΄ μ± μ€μ μμΌλ μ΄ μ±κ²½ μ¬ν μ¬λν©λλ€ / 1 There's a dear and pre-cious Book, Tho' it's worn and fad-ed now, Which re-calls those hap-py days so long a-go; When I stood at mother's knee, With her hand up-on my brow, And I heard her voice in gen-tle tones and low 2 As she read the sto-ries o'er, Of those might-y men of old, Of Jo-seph and of Dan-iel and their trials; Of lit-tle Da-vid bold, Who be-came a king at last Of Sa-tan with his man-y wick-ed wiles 3 Then she read of Je-sus' love, As He blest the child-ren dear, How He suf-fered, bled and died up-on the tree; Of His heav-y load of care, Then she dried my flow-ing tears With her kiss-es as she said it was for me 4 Well, those days are past and gone, But their mem-'ry lin-gers still, And the dear old Book each day has been my guide; And I seek to do His will, As my moth-er taught me then, And ev-er in my heart His words a-bide chorus Bless-ed Book pre-cious Book On thy dear old tear-stained leaves I love to look Thou art sweet-er day by day, As I walk the nar-row way That leads at last to that bright home a-bove γ ‘ ν€λ³΄λ : νλ ΈλΌλ§ T6 νΈκ³‘ / νΌμλ Έ, μ‘νΈλΉ keyboard : PanoramaT6 arrange / piano, HOBIN SONG * νΈλΉμμ€ μ±λμ μλ λͺ¨λ μμ μ¬μ©νμ€ λμλ, μΆμ²(νΈλΉμμ€ 'μ±λλͺ 'κ³Ό 'μμλ§ν¬' λͺ¨λ!)λ₯Ό κΌ λ¨κ²¨μ£ΌμΈμ :D When you use all the sources of HobinWorks, Please leave all of the "channel name" and "video link" of Hobin Works: D #piano #hymn #νΈλΉμμ€ p s ꡬλ κ³Ό μ’μμ, λ¨κ²¨μ£Όμλ λκΈ νλνλ ν° νκ³Ό κ²©λ €κ° λ©λλ€ :) Subscriptions, likes, and comments are all great strengths and encouragements :) μ’μ κ³‘μ΄ μλ€λ©΄ λκΈμ ν΅ν΄ μΆμ²ν΄μ£ΌμΈμ ! If you know a good song, please refer to it via comment ! \ Hobin Cavin SONG γ £ μ‘νΈλΉ instagram : instagram com/hobinsong1 mail : hobinsong1@naver com