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In the kingdom of the Lord, Dwell the good, dwell the blest, In the kingdom of the Lord, There is peace, there is rest. To that land my soul shall fly, When this pilgrimage, this pilgrimage is o’re, I shall dwell beyond the sky, With my Savior evermore. When the sun is sinking low,
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In the kingdom of the Lord, Dwell the good, dwell the blest, In the kingdom of the Lord, There is peace, there is rest. To that land my soul shall fly, When this pilgrimage, this pilgrimage is o’re, I shall dwell beyond the sky, With my Savior evermore.
When the sun is sinking low, So oft I sing, so sweetly sing, O that land, to which I go, Where my Father is the King.
In the kingdom of the Lord, Finds my tho'ts its employ, In the kingdom of the Lord, Is my hope, is my joy. Of that land so fair and bright As I’m traveling, am traveling along, I can almost catch the sight, I can almost hear the song.
When the sun is sinking low, So oft I sing, so sweetly sing, O that land, to which I go, Where my Father is the King.
In the kingdom of the Lord, Thru the bowers I shall roam, In the kingdom of the Lord, In my bright heav'nly home To that land are my desires, There’s my Savior’s blest, my Savior’s blest Unto Thee my heart aspires, Dearest homeland of my God.
When the sun is sinking low, So oft I sing, so sweetly sing, O that land, to which I go, Where my Father is the King.