That Blessed Country

There, in that golden city fair

1 There, in that golden city fair,
Stand the blest angels in robes of white,
Singing forever their songs of praise,
Resting not day or night.

Refrain:
With that great choir in glory,
Lord, may we stand and sing,
Praises to Thee our Father,
And praises to Christ our King.

2 There, neither sin nor any grief,
Ever shall enter their song sublime;
Heav’n’s high arches shall ever ring,
After the end of time. [Refrain]

3 O, blessed Choir of angel hosts;
O, blessed country where all is love;
There, weary souls that languish here,
Shall rest in heav’n above. [Refrain]

Source: Uplifted Voices: a 20th century hymn book for sunday-schools and devotional meetings #115

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First Line:	There, in that golden city fair
Title:	That Blessed Country
Author:	Louise Swan
Language:	English
Refrain First Line:	With that great choir in glory
Copyright:	Public Domain