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A city awaits us
we soon shall behold,
Whose walls are of jasper,
whose streets are of gold;
Not half of its glories
have ever been told,
Blessèd homeland, dear homeland,
sweet home of the soul.
Oh, I long, yes I long there to dwell,
Mid the pleasures no mortal can tell,
In the place our dear Savior
has gone to prepare,
Blessèd homeland, dear homeland,
sweet home of the soul.
The friends that we love
who have gone on before,
Now wait for our coming
on yonder bright shore,
Where day never fades,
tears may fall nevermore,
Blessèd homeland, dear homeland,
sweet home of the soul.
Oh, I long, yes I long there to dwell,
Mid the pleasures no mortal can tell,
In the place our dear Savior
has gone to prepare,
Blessèd homeland, dear homeland,
sweet home of the soul.
O homeland, dear homeland!
tho’ eye hath not seen,
And sometimes the
shadowy clouds intervene,
Thy light we’ll behold,
and thy pastures so green,
Blessèd homeland, dear homeland,
sweet home of the soul.
Oh, I long, yes I long there to dwell,
Mid the pleasures no mortal can tell,
In the place our dear Savior
has gone to prepare,
Blessèd homeland, dear homeland,
sweet home of the soul.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 12 and refrain
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Dates:
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1902
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 21:18;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BEAUTIFUL HOMELAND
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Meter:
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11 11 11 12 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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