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Sing to me of heaven,
sing that song of peace,
From the toils that bind me
it will bring release;
Burdens will be lifted
that are pressing so,
Showers of great blessing
o’er my heart will flow.
Sing to me of heaven,
let me fondly dream,
Of its golden glory,
of its pearly gleam;
Sing to me when shadows
of the evening fall,
Sing to me of heaven,
sweetest song of all.
Sing to me of heaven,
as I walk alone,
Dreaming of the comrades
that so long have gone;
In a fairer region
’mong the angel throng,
They are happy as they sing
that old, sweet song.
Sing to me of heaven,
let me fondly dream,
Of its golden glory,
of its pearly gleam;
Sing to me when shadows
of the evening fall,
Sing to me of heaven,
sweetest song of all.
Sing to me of heaven,
tenderly and low,
Till the shadows o’er me
rise and swiftly go;
When my heart is weary,
when the day is long,
Sing to me of heaven,
sing that old, sweet song.
Sing to me of heaven,
let me fondly dream,
Of its golden glory,
of its pearly gleam;
Sing to me when shadows
of the evening fall,
Sing to me of heaven,
sweetest song of all.
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SING TO ME OF HEAVEN
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