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We have heard of a land
on whose blue, ether skies
Not a cloud for a moment can stay;
And it needs not the sun
in his splendor to rise
For the Lord is the light of its day;
We have heard of that land,
and its glory we seek,
Where the faithful
with Jesus shall dwell,
Where the roses of youth
never fade from the cheek,
And the lips never murmur,
“Farewell.”
We have talked of that land,
when our journey was long,
And our hearts overburdened
with care;
We have talked of the blest
at the river of song,
And how oft we have sighed
to be there;
And our faith has gone up,
like a bird on the wing,
To that land on eternity’s shore,
Where the joy bells
of Eden forever shall ring,
And the soul shall
be weary no more.
We are nearing that land,
we are nearing the gate,
To the city of jasper and gold,
Where the Savior to welcome
His children doth wait,
And will gather them into the fold;
To the fold of His love,
in the mansions above,
Where forever with Him
they shall dwell,
And the eyes that were sad
in His smile shall be glad,
And the lips never murmur,
“Farewell.”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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12 9 12 9 D
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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before 1900
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 21:23;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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PALESTINE
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Meter:
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12 9 12 9 D
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1847
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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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| # 952 | Bb |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
