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Oh, when shall I see Jesus,
And reign with Him above?
And from the flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love?
Oh had I wings,
I would fly away and be at rest,
And I’d praise God
in His bright abode.
Whene’er you meet with troubles
And trials on your way,
Then cast your care on Jesus
And don’t forget to pray.
Oh had I wings,
I would fly away and be at rest,
And I’d praise God
in His bright abode.
Gird on the gospel armor
Of faith and hope and love,
And when the combat’s ended,
He’ll carry you above.
Oh had I wings,
I would fly away and be at rest,
And I’d praise God
in His bright abode.
Oh, do not be discouraged,
For Jesus is your friend;
And if you lack for knowledge,
He’ll not refuse to lend.
Oh had I wings,
I would fly away and be at rest,
And I’d praise God
in His bright abode.
Neither will He upbraid you,
Though often you request;
He’ll give you grace to conquer,
And take you home to rest.
Oh had I wings,
I would fly away and be at rest,
And I’d praise God
in His bright abode.
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7 6 7 6 and refrain
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Dates:
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1793
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7 6 7 6 and refrain
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1844
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