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There’s a city of gold
in that land far away,
With its streets
and its buildings so rare;
With its glories untold,
in its bright, golden ray,
at will it be to be there?
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While eternity prolong;
All the saints in heaven’s kingdom
Singing one celestial song.
In the city of love, in that land far above,
Where the saints, all immortal and fair,
Are uniting their voices
in anthems of love,
Oh, what will it be to be there?
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While eternity prolong;
All the saints in heaven’s kingdom
Singing one celestial song.
In that city above
there’s a mansion for me,
Which my Savior has gone to prepare;
With the angels in heaven
my soul soon shall be,
Oh, what will it be to be there?
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While eternity prolong;
All the saints in heaven’s kingdom
Singing one celestial song.
Oh, the Lamb is the light
of that heavenly home,
And they need not
the sunbeams so fair;
There the darkness
and shadows of night never come,
Oh, what will it be to be there?
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While eternity prolong;
All the saints in heaven’s kingdom
Singing one celestial song.
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12 9 12 8 r 8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1911
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