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Christ went a building to prepare,
Not made with hands,
And ’twill be decked with jewels rare,
Not made with hands.
I know, I know,
I have another building;
I know, I know,
’Tis not made with hands.
Put on the armor of our God,
Not made with hands,
And take the path our Captain trod,
Not made with hands.
I know, I know,
I have another building;
I know, I know,
’Tis not made with hands.
Keep fighting sin, that awful foe,
Not made with hands,
Until you hear the trumpet blow,
Not made with hands.
I know, I know,
I have another building;
I know, I know,
’Tis not made with hands.
Then come up, children, get your crown,
Not made with hands,
When you have laid your armor down,
Not made with hands.
I know, I know,
I have another building;
I know, I know,
’Tis not made with hands.
That city’s built with precious stone,
Not made with hands,
Within we’ll gather ’round the throne,
Not made with hands.
I know, I know,
I have another building;
I know, I know,
’Tis not made with hands.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 4 8 4 and refrain
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Dates:
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1900,1904
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Bible Refs:
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2 Co 5:1;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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NOT MADE WITH HANDS
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Meter:
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8 4 8 4 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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echo ' | ';
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