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Oh, city of the angels!

Author: E. E. Rexford Hymnal: The Banner of Victory #43 (1881) Hymnal Title: The Banner of Victory
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Oh, City Of The Angels!

Author: Eben E. Rexford Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8599 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Oh, city of the angels! In dreams divinely sweet, I pass thy open gateways, And walk thy golden street; I join the grand sweet anthems Before the great white throne; And I am filled with rapture That earth has never known. Refrain: Oh, city of the angels! Beyond thy jasper gates, For all earth’s weary pilgrims What rest and peace awaits! 2 Oh, mansions of my Father! I enter through thy doors Of amethyst and jasper, And tread thy golden floors; And those who went before me, And long since ceased to roam, Cry out in sudden rapture, Oh, welcome! welcome home! [Refrain] 3 Oh, rest beyond the river! Thou art not fully won; I may not share thy rapture Until my work is done; When death’s white angel calls me, And I no longer roam, Oh, city of the angels, In thee I’ll find my home! [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: FITCHBURG

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