I Love To Think Of The Heavenly Land,
Where White-Robed Angels Are,
Where Many A Friend Is Gathered Safe
From Fear, And Toil, And Care.
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting There.
I Love To Think Of The Heavenly Land,
Where My Redeemer Reigns,
Where Rapturous Songs Of Triumph Rise
In Endless Joyous Strains.
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting There.
I Love To Think Of The Heavenly Land,
The Saints’ Eternal Home,
Where Palms, And Robes,
And Crowns Ne’er Fade,
And All Our Joys Are One.
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting,
There’ll Be No Parting There.
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