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Come let us sing of homeland,
Down by the crystal sea;
Wonderful land where Jesus
Buildeth a mansion for me.
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder, there’s where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief nor care
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
There is a wondrous city,
Streets of transparent gold;
Not half its glorious beauty
Has e’er to mortals been told.
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder, there’s where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief nor care
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
Water of life there floweth,
Fruit in abundant store;
Citizens of that country
Hunger and thirst nevermore.
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder, there’s where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief nor care
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
Come go with me to homeland,
Jesus invites you there;
Help spread the invitation,
Tell it to men ev’rywhere.
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder, there’s where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief nor care
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
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