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There's a land that is fairer than day, |
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And by faith we can see it afar; |
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For the Father waits over the way |
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To prepare us a dwelling place there. |
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In the sweet by and by, |
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We shall meet on that beautiful shore; |
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In the sweet by and by, |
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We shall meet on that beautiful shore. |
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We shall sing on that beautiful shore |
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The melodious songs of the blessed; |
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And our spirits shall sorrow no more, |
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Not a sigh for the blessing of rest. |
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In the sweet by and by, |
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We shall meet on that beautiful shore; |
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In the sweet by and by, |
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We shall meet on that beautiful shore. |
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To our bountiful Father above, |
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We will offer our tribute of praise |
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For the glorious gift of His love |
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And the blessings that hallow our days. |
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In the sweet by and by, |
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We shall meet on that beautiful shore; |
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In the sweet by and by, |
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We shall meet on that beautiful shore. |
