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That Beautiful Land On High 503
Tune: Miss Eveleta Pippin, 1909
Lyrics: James Nicholson, 1870
Meter: Particular Meter: 8,8,6,5,8
There's a beautiful land on high,
To its glory I fain would fly,
When by sorrow press'd down,
I long for my crown,
In that beautiful land on high.
Chorus:
In that beautiful land I will be...
From earth and its cares set free;
My Jesus is there,
He has gone to prepare
A place in that land for me.
There's a beautiful land on high,
I shall enter it by and by,
There with friend, hand in hand,
I shall walk on the strand
In that beautiful land on high.
(Chorus)
There's a beautiful land on high,
Where they never shall weep or sigh,
For my Father has said,
That no tears shall be shed
In that beautiful land on high.
(Chorus)