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ETERNITY.
Away from earth and its cares set free,
The soul in its blissful liberty
Shall soar to portals fair and bright,
Where sweet-voiced angels clad in white,
Are tuning their harps in heavenly glee:
We hope to spend Eternity.
The soul in its blissful liberty
Shall soar to portals fair and bright,
Where sweet-voiced angels clad in white,
Are tuning their harps in heavenly glee:
We hope to spend Eternity.
Over the crystal sea of glass,
And through the golden streets we'll pass,
Floating along on the placid streams;
Or roaming through fields of eternal green,
A glorious awakening there will be:
When we land on the banks of Eternity.
And through the golden streets we'll pass,
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Or roaming through fields of eternal green,
A glorious awakening there will be:
When we land on the banks of Eternity.
In that beautiful home so far away,
There come no nights of dark dismay;
The Saviour's love shall round us shine,
And light our steps through heavenly clime;
And while we join the sweet melody—
We'll rest throughout Eternity.
There come no nights of dark dismay;
The Saviour's love shall round us shine,
And light our steps through heavenly clime;
And while we join the sweet melody—
We'll rest throughout Eternity.
With faltering steps here, up and down,
With bleeding wounds from sole to crown,
We'll cast aside life's troubles here;
When, like the Saviour, we appear,
Sorrow and tears shall cease to be:
In our promised home in Eternity.
With bleeding wounds from sole to crown,
We'll cast aside life's troubles here;
When, like the Saviour, we appear,
Sorrow and tears shall cease to be:
In our promised home in Eternity.
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