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We shall see His lovely
face some bright golden morning,
When the clouds have rifted and the shades have flown;
Sorrow will be turned to joy, heartaches gone forever;
No more night, only light, when we see His face.
God shall wipe away all tears some bright golden morning,
When the journey's ended, and the course
is run;
No more crying, pain or death in that home of gladness,
Trials cease, all is peace, when we see His face.
We shall meet to part no more, some bright golden morning,
At the gates of glory where our loved ones stand;
Songs of vict'ry fill the skies in that hour of greeting,
Endless days, endless praise, when we see His face. |
