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Will that not joyful be,
When we walk by faith no more,
When the Lord we loved before,
As Brother-man we see;
‘When he welcomes us above
When we share his smile of love,
Will that not joyful be?
Will that not joyful be,
When to meet us rise and come
All our buried treasures home,
A gladsome company!
When our arms embrace again
Those we mourned so long in vain
Will that not joyful be?
Will that not joyful be,
When we hear what none can tell,
And the ringing chorus swell
Of angels’ melody!
When we join their songs of praise,
Hallelujahs with them raise,
Will that not joyful be?
Yes! that will joyful be;
Let the world her gifts recall;
There is bitterness in all:
Her joys are vanity!
Courage, dear ones of my heart!
Though it grieves us here to part,
There we shall joyful be!
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MAMRE
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6 7 7 6 7 7 6
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