Soon all earth­ly strife will van­ish,
Soon I’ll reach the heav’n­ly strand;
Oh, what joy will sor­row ban­ish
When be­fore my Lord I stand.

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Soon in the home­land, soon in the home­land,
Free from sor­row, pain and care,
Soon in the home­land, soon in the home­land,
I’m with Je­sus there.

Oh, to think of see­ing Je­sus
Whom thro’ faith I know and love,
And to God lift up my prais­es
To the tune of harps above.

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From all ends of earth they’ll ga­ther
In the bless­èd home­land fair;
Loved ones then shall meet each oth­er
And no part­ing will be there.

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Oh, to think of ev­er dwell­ing
With my Lord, whose blood was shed,
With the heav’n­ly music swell­ing
As the wed­ding feast is spread.

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