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1 |
A home in heaven! What a joyful thought, As the poor man toils in his weary lot: His heart oppressed, and with anguish driv'n From his home below to his home in heav'n. |
A home in Heaven! what a joyful thought,, Stanza 1 |
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2 |
A home in heav'n as the sufferer lies On his bed of pain, and uplifts his eyes To that bright home, what a joy is giv'n, From the blessed thought of his home in heav'n. |
A home in Heaven! what a joyful thought,, Stanza 2 |
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3 |
A home in heaven when the faint heart bleeds By the Spirit stroke for its evil deeds; Oh! then what bliss in that heart forgiven, Does the hope inspire of its home in heav'n. |
A home in Heaven! what a joyful thought,, Stanza 4 |
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4 |
A home in heaven when our friends are fled To the cheerless gloom of the mould'ring dead; We wait in hope on the promise given, That we'll meet up there in our home in heav'n. |
A home in Heaven! what a joyful thought,, Stanza 5 |