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| 1 I love that Holy Scripture, Where I am truly told About the heav’nly city, With walls of precious gold. 2 About the shining river That goeth through the street— The boughs of life above it, With fruit and blossoms sweet. 3 This world is sometimes happy, With pleasant things I love; But it must be far, far better To dwell in Heav’n above. 4 Not that the walls are golden, The gates are always bright; Not that the river poureth Through every street its light. 5 Not that a pleasant music From golden harps is stirred, And every sound is sweeter, Than ear hath ever heard. 6 But there shall never enter The dark, rude thoughts of sin, That here are always watching To come the heart within. 7 And there we shall not find it So very hard to be Gentle and true and patient, For we the Lord shall see. 8 And so we shall grow like Him, All holy things to love; O! it must be far, far better To dwell in Heav’n above! | The Cyber Hymnal #8476 |
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