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I am waiting for the Master,
Who will rise and bid me come
To the glory of His presence,
To the gladness of His home.
They are watching
at the portal,
They are waiting
at the door;
Waiting only
for my coming,
All the loved
ones gone before.
Many a weary path I’ve travelled
In the darkest storm and strife,
Bearing many a heavy burden,
Often struggling for my life.
They are watching
at the portal,
They are waiting
at the door;
Waiting only
for my coming,
All the loved
ones gone before.
Many friends who travelled with me,
Reached that portal long ago:
One by one they left me, battling
With the dark and crafty foe.
They are watching
at the portal,
They are waiting
at the door;
Waiting only
for my coming,
All the loved
ones gone before.
Yes, their pilgrimage was shorter,
And their triumph sooner won;
Oh, how lovingly they’ll greet me
When the toils of life are done!
They are watching
at the portal,
They are waiting
at the door;
Waiting only
for my coming,
All the loved
ones gone before.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Dates:
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Bible Refs:
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Jn 14:3;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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WAITING AT THE DOOR
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
