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We are told there is a home
In a land beyond the sky,
I hope to reach that happy place
Where the soul never dies,
And when my blessed Savior
bids me come,
Then I shall live in heav’n above,
And see my Savior’s face.
I’ll thank Him for His Son
And Praise His saving grace,
And wonders of His love.
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MY HOME
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