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1 For thee, O dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love beholding Thy holy name, they weep. 2 O one, O only mansion! O Paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banish’d And smiles have no alloy; 3 With jasper …
1 There is singing up in heaven such as we have never known, Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon the throne; Their sweet harps are ever tuneful and their voices are always clear, O that we might be more …
1 I shall see the King where the angels sing, I shall see the King some day, in the better land, On that golden strand, And with Him shall ever stay. Refrain: In His glory, I shall see the King, And forever endless …
1 In the land of fadeless day Lies “the city four-square;” It shall never pass away, And there is “no night there.” Refrain God shall “wipe away all tears;” There’s no death, no pain, nor fears; And they count not time by years, …
1 There’s a land that is fairer than day, And by faith we can see it afar; For the Father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there. Refrain In the sweet in the sweet By and by by and …
1 Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blest, Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed. I know not, O I know not What holy joys are there; What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare. 2 They stand, those hall of …
1 O there’ll be joy when the work is done, Joy when the reapers gather home, Bringing the sheaves at set of sun To the New Jerusalem. Refrain Joy, joy, joy, there’ll be joy by and by, Joy, joy, joy, where the joys …
1 Come let us sing of homeland, Down by the crystal sea; Wonderful land where Jesus Buildeth a mansion for me. Refrain Over yonder, down by the crystal sea, down by the crystal sea, Over yonder, there’s where I long to be, There’s …
1 Shall we gather at the river, where bright angel feet have trod, with its crystal tide forever flowing by the throne of God? Refrain Yes, we’ll gather at the river, the beautiful, the beautiful river; gather with the saints at the river …
1 Ten thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light. ‘Tis finished, all is finished, Their fight with death and sin. Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors …
