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As the pure glowing sky
on a clear summer day,
When sweet fragrance is filling the air,
Shall the wise brightly shine
in that land far away
As the firmament cloudless and fair.
They shall shine as the stars,
In that land of delight over there;
In that home of the blest,
Where no foe can molest,
Let me fly to my rest over there.
They that turn many souls
unto righteousness here,
Who are toiling by day and by night,
Soon will shine as the stars
evermore over there,
And shall reap
their reward with delight.
They shall shine as the stars,
In that land of delight over there;
In that home of the blest,
Where no foe can molest,
Let me fly to my rest over there.
As we part here on earth
with our loved ones at home,
Weeping eyes, aching hearts,
though we leave,
For the Master we’ll work
ere the long night shall come,
Then a crown from
His hand we’ll receive.
They shall shine as the stars,
In that land of delight over there;
In that home of the blest,
Where no foe can molest,
Let me fly to my rest over there.
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