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I have heardC of a land on the far away strand 'Tis a bFeautiful home of the souGl Built by JeCsus on high, there we never shall die 'Tis a lFand where we nevGer grow old C
CNever grow old, nevFer grow old C In a lanCd where we'll never grow olFd G CNever grow old, never grFow old C CIn a land where we'll never grow Gold C
In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam We shall be in the sweet by and by Happy praise to the king thru eternity sing 'Tis a land where we never shall die When our work here is done and the life crown is won And out troubles and trials are o'er All our sorrows will end and our voices will blend With the loved ones who've gone on before