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Days are filled with gladness,
nights are filled with song,
Walking in the King’s highway;
And the world grows brighter,
as we pass along,
Walking in the King’s highway.
Walking,
Walking in the King’s highway;
Walking in the King’s highway
To the place of many mansions,
I shall come at last,
Walking in the King’s highway.
Music from the homeland
fills me with delight,
Walking in the King’s highway;
Visions of the glory
break upon my sight,
Walking in the King’s highway.
Walking,
Walking in the King’s highway;
Walking in the King’s highway
To the place of many mansions,
I shall come at last,
Walking in the King’s highway.
Crowned with tender mercies,
guarded by His love,
Walking in the King’s highway;
Jesus gives a foretaste
of the joys above,
Walking in the King’s highway.
Walking,
Walking in the King’s highway;
Walking in the King’s highway
To the place of many mansions,
I shall come at last,
Walking in the King’s highway.
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