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Heaven |
I want to go to Heaven, that Home so bright and fair; / So beautiful, and—best of all—Dear Jesus will be there! … |
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Shall I wear that bright crown God has offered to me, / When my life shall have come to a close? … |
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A mansion is waiting in glory, / My Savior has gone to prepare; … |
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When the last earth-tie is sundered, / And my soul set free; … |
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Heaven |
Beautiful robes so white, / Beautiful land of light, … |
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Heaven |
There's a land of delight, where the angels dwell, / Beautiful home, beautiful home; … |
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Somewhere the sun is shining, / Somewhere the songbirds dwell; … |
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I've reached the land of corn and wine, / And all its riches freely mine; … |
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Just beyond where the shadows are falling / Is a bright, summer land, ever fair; … |
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Beyond the sunset's radiant glow / There is a brighter world, I know, … |
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Heaven |
When all the dear children are gathering home, / We shall be there, we shall be there; … |
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Heaven |
Sweet and precious Jesus, / All to Thee, all to Thee. … |
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Heaven |
Tempted and tried, we're oft made to wonder / Why it should be thus all the day long; … |
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Heaven |
Time onward flows like a river vast, / While age on age it has borne to the sea; … |
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Heaven |
Many souls today are burdened / With a load of toil and care, … |
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Heaven |
There's a crown laid up in glory, / There's a robe for all to wear, … |
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Heaven |
Earth holds no treasures but perish with using, / However precious they be; … |
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Heaven |
Feet that have carried the gospel glad, / Tidings of peace as the Savior said; … |
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Heaven |
Oh, home of my soul / In that far away goal, … |
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Heaven |
I will sing you a song of that beautiful land, / The faraway home of the soul, … |
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Heaven |
We read of a place that's called heaven, / It's made for the pure and the free; … |
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Heaven |
My heav'nly home is bright and fair, / I feel like traveling on; … |
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Heaven |
I have a home prepared for me, / A mansion bright across the sea; … |
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Heaven |
I know that my Redeemer lives, / That He's prepared a home for me, … |
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Heaven |
There's a land that is fairer than day, / And by faith we can see it afar; … |
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Heaven |
A precious truth to us is giv'n, / From God's own Son that came from Heav'n, … |
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Heaven |
Tell me, watchman, oh, what of the morning / Do you see as the mist clears away? … |
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Heaven |
I've a home prepared where the saints abide, / Just over in the glory land; … |
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Heaven |
Kind words can never die; cherished and blest, / God knows how deep they lie, stored in the breast; … |
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Heaven |
On the happy, golden shore, / Where the faithful part no more, … |
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Heaven |
No burdens yonder, not a single care, / When home is entered, not a load to bear; … |
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In the land of fadeless day / Lies the city foursquare; … |
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Heaven |
I know this earthly house shall fall, / But on that golden strand … |
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Heaven |
When we gather at last over Jordan, / And the ransomed in glory we see, … |
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Heaven |
My latest sun is sinking fast, / My race is nearly run; … |
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Heaven |
When all my labors and trials are o'er, / And I am safe on that beautiful shore, … |
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Heaven |
One day we'll not be waiting anymore. / The generations who have gone before … |
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Heaven |
From afar in that city of light / Comes a heavenly message to me, … |
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Heaven |
Sweet rest in Jesus, / Home of the soul, … |
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Heaven |
When we have a meeting to glorify the Lord, / How we love to worship His name in one accord; … |
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Heaven |
Life on earth is but a vapor, / Soon we'll lay these bodies down; … |
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Heaven |
Shall we meet beyond the river, / In the clime where angels dwell? … |
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Heaven |
Someone will enter the pearly gate / By and by, by and by, … |
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Heaven |
Heaven is a holy place, / Filled with glory and with grace— … |
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Heaven |
Sweet paradise! my future home, / The place of all the free; … |
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Heaven |
When I was but a little child, how well I recollect / How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect; … |
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Heaven |
There's a happy world above, / Where there's joy, and peace, and love; … |
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Is thy troubled heart oppressed, / Heavy-laden, sick and sore, … |
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Heaven |
I seem to hear an angel choir / Down from their shining home, … |
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Heaven |
There's a city of light 'mid the stars, we are told, / Where they know not a sorrow or care; … |
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Heaven |
I will meet you in the morning, / Just inside the Eastern Gate; … |
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Heaven |
After the shadows have passed away, / From my life forever, … |
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Heaven |
Oh, think of the home over there, / By the side of the river of light, … |
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Heaven |
Are you ready, waiting for the Lord? / See, the signs proclaim Him near, … |
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Heaven |
The music of heaven is sweeter in measure / And purer in every strain … |
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Heaven |
There is a city, so I've been told, / With gates of pearl and streets of gold; … |
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Heaven |
There is a city bright; / Closed are its gates to sin; … |
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There is a happy land, far, far away, / Where saints in glory stand, bright, bright as day; … |
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Heaven |
The sands of time are sinking, / The dawn of Heaven breaks; … |
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Oh, they tell me of a home far beyond the skies, / Oh, they tell me of a home far away; … |
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Heaven |
This world is not my home, I'm just a-passing through, / My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue; … |
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Heaven |
Watchman, tell me, does the morning / Of fair Zion's glory dawn; … |
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Heaven |
Life is not a mystic dream, / Bounded by a sullen stream, … |
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Death will come to every one in this world of woe, / For the sentence fell on the high and low; … |
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The angels came with silent tread / And gathered round our darling's bed; … |
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Farewell, brother, we shall never, / In our home beyond the sky, … |
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Farewell, dear friends, a long farewell, / Since we shall meet no more, … |
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Heaven |
Oh, praise the Lord for His love! / I have a mansion above, … |
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Heaven |
There are glories untold in that city of gold, / On the brink of the beautiful river; … |
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Heaven |
There's a city of gold in that land far away, / With its streets and its buildings so rare; … |
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The sands have been washed in the footprints / Of the stranger on Galilee's shore, … |
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Heaven |
When my lifework is ended, / And the summons has come, … |
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When the last trumpet's awful voice / This rending earth shall shake; … |
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Heaven |
When the mists have rolled in splendor / From the beauty of the hills, … |
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When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, / And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; … |
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Heaven |
I am just a lonesome trav'ler, / Through this big, wide world of sin; … |
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Heaven |
There's a land beyond the river, / That we call the sweet forever, … |
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Heaven |
Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, / Sing His mercy and His grace; … |
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Heaven |
We are bound for the mansions of glory, / In that beautiful city of gold, … |
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Heaven |
I have heard of a land on the faraway strand, / 'Tis a beautiful home of the soul; … |
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Whither, pilgrims, are you going, / Going each with staff in hand? … |
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Oh, who can stand the judgment day?— / None but the pure shall dwell with Christ; … |
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Heaven |
Here we meet and part in Jesus, / But our spirits never part; … |
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Heaven |
As the pure glowing sky on a clear summer day, / When sweet fragrance is filling the air, … |
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There are loved ones in the glory, / Whose dear forms you often miss; … |
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I am thinking today of that beautiful land / I shall reach when the sun goeth down; … |
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Heaven |
We are going home to heaven's golden city, / We have tasted of its precious fruit of love; … |