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Soon all earthly strife will vanish,
Soon I’ll reach the heav’nly strand;
Oh, what joy will sorrow banish
When before my Lord I stand.
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
Free from sorrow, pain and care,
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
I’m with Jesus there.
Oh, to think of seeing Jesus
Whom thro’ faith I know and love,
And to God lift up my praises
To the tune of harps above.
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
Free from sorrow, pain and care,
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
I’m with Jesus there.
From all ends of earth they’ll gather
In the blessèd homeland fair;
Loved ones then shall meet each other
And no parting will be there.
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
Free from sorrow, pain and care,
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
I’m with Jesus there.
Oh, to think of ever dwelling
With my Lord, Whose blood was shed,
With the heav’nly music swelling
As the wedding feast is spread.
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
Free from sorrow, pain and care,
Soon in the homeland,
soon in the homeland,
I’m with Jesus there.
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Heb 11:13;
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SOON IN THE HOMELAND
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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