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Farewell, bright soul, a short farewell,
Till we shall meet again above;
In the sweet groves where pleasures dwell,
And trees of life bears fruits of love.
There glory sits on every face,
There friendship smiles in every eye;
There shall our tongues relate the grace
That led us homeward to the sky.
Over all the names of Christ, our King,
Shall our harmonious voices rove;
Our harps shall sound from every string,
The wonders of his bleeding love.
Sweet soul, we leave thee to thy rest,
Enjoy thy Jesus and thy God;
Till we, from bands of clay released,
Spring out and climb the shining road.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Hymn/Song Book
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ASHWELL
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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