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We read of a place that's called heaven it's made for the pure and the free |
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These truethen God's words he had given how beautiful heaven must be |
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How beautiful heaven must be sweet home of the happy and free |
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There heaven of rest for the weary how beautiful heaven must be |
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In heaven no drooping nor pining no wishing for elsewhere to be |
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God's light it's forever there shining how beautiful heaven must be |
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How beautiful heaven must be... |
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The angels so sweetly are singing up there by a beautiful sea |
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Sweet chords from their gold harps are ringing how beautiful heaven must be |
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How beautiful heaven must be... |
