| 926 |
I would not live alway : I ask not to stay ,
|
| 927 |
After the darkest hour,
|
| 928 |
We are march ...ing to a city,
|
| 929 |
Tis only a little way on to my home,
|
| 930 |
Far away beyond the shadows
|
| 931 |
Beyond the smiling and the weeping,
|
| 932 |
Blessed hope that in Jesus is given,
|
| 933 |
Just beyond the silent river,
|
| 934 |
I hear a song, a song so sweet,
|
| 935 |
Oh, for a song, a fair new song,
|
| 936 |
We shall meet beyond the river,
|
| 937 |
They tell me of a land so fair,
|
| 938 |
Land ahead ! its fruits are waving ,
|
| 939 |
Soon will come the setting sun,
|
| 940 |
There is an hour of peaceful rest,
|
| 941 |
There is a land beyond the stars,
|
| 942 |
Oh, think of the Home over there,
|
| 943 |
What will it matter by and by,
|
| 944 |
I've reached the land of corn and wine,
|
| 945 |
When the mists have rolled in splendour,
|
| 946 |
My Father is rich in houses and lands,
|
| 947 |
Only a little while sowing and reaping,
|
| 948 |
Speeding away o'er the river of time,
|
| 949 |
When all my labours and trials are o'er,
|
| 950 |
There is a calm, beyond life's fitful fever,
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