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There's only one thing that I long for |
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When I reach my home on high |
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To see my Jesus in His glory |
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And to reign with Him on high |
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I'll be so glad to see my mother |
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Who has gone, gone on to that land |
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Oh, but I long to see my Jesus |
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And by His side to stand |
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Without a father, without a mother |
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I've had to make this journey by myself |
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Sometimes so friendless, heartaches seem endless |
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So many sorrows I have known |
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But I know my Lord will call me |
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To that mansion in the sky |
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And I shall reign with Him forever |
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In that sweet home by and by, ny and by |
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So many times my heavy burden |
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Have borne, borne me to my knees |
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But then I prayed, "Oh, blessed Jesus |
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Won't You help me if You please" |
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And He would hasten to my rescue |
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I no longer have to cry |
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And so I'll keep my Savior with me |
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On my journey, journey to the sky |
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Well, well, well |
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Without a father, without a mother |
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I've had to make this journey by myself |
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Sometimes so friendless, heartaches seem endless |
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On my journey, journey to the sky, to the sky |
