**Smith Wigglesworth: A Song of Faith**

**Verse 1**
In a humble Yorkshire town, on a bright summer's day,
Smith Wigglesworth was born, in a cottage of clay.
With a heart brimming with faith, and a spirit so pure,
He toiled in the fields, his purpose sure.

**Chorus**
Oh, Smith Wigglesworth, steadfast in his faith,
Chosen to serve the Lord, with relentless grace.
From the meadows to the pulpit, he heeded the call,
Ignited by the Spirit, he stood tall.
Miracles trailed his path, far and wide,
With Jesus as his guide, he never once sighed.
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