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There is a better world, they say
O so bright! O so bright!
Where sin and woe are done away,
O so bright! O so bright!
And music fills the balmy air,
And angels with bright
wings are there,
And harps of gold and mansions fair,
O so bright! O so bright!
No clouds e’er pass along that sky,
Happy land! Happy land!
No tear drops glisten in the eye,
Happy land! Happy land!
They drink the gushing
streams of grace,
And gaze upon the Savior’s face
Whose brightness fills
the holy place;
Happy land! Happy land!
And wicked things
and beasts of prey,
Come not there! Come not there!
And ruthless death and fierce decay,
Come not there! Come not there!
There all are holy, all are good,
But hearts unwashed
in Jesus’ blood,
And guilty sinners unrenewed,
Come not there! Come not there!
And though we’re sinners every one,
Jesus died! Jesus died!
And though our crown
of peace is gone,
Jesus died! Jesus died!
We may be cleansed
from every stain,
We may be crowned
with bliss again,
And in that land of glory reign;
Jesus died! Jesus died!
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