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There is a heavenly land,
There is a beautiful strand,
Where cometh nothing to cause despair;
And with a wonderful flight,
We’ll reach a nobler height,
With angels climbing the golden stairs.
Behold a beckoning hand,
List to the angelic band,
In Heav’n we’ll never know pain nor care;
We’ll walk the beautiful street,
Blest thought, so wondrously sweet!
With angels climbing the golden stairs.
While on our pilgrimage here,
We’ll meet with trials severe;
The road, it seemeth, is sown in tares;
Yet, thro’ God’s wonderful love,
We’ll reach the city above,
With angels climbing the golden stairs.
Behold a beckoning hand,
List to the angelic band,
In Heav’n we’ll never know pain nor care;
We’ll walk the beautiful street,
Blest thought, so wondrously sweet!
With angels climbing the golden stairs.
Come, let us sing and be glad,
No cause we have to be sad,
For Christ our every sorrow shares;
There with the glorified throng,
We’ll sing a beautiful song,
With angels climbing the golden stairs.
Behold a beckoning hand,
List to the angelic band,
In Heav’n we’ll never know pain nor care;
We’ll walk the beautiful street,
Blest thought, so wondrously sweet!
With angels climbing the golden stairs.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 9 7 7 9 and refrain
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Dates:
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1905
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Bible Refs:
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Gen 28:11-12;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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CLIMBING THE GOLDEN STAIRS
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Meter:
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7 7 9 7 7 9 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1905
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echo ' | ';
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