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'Twill Be Glory By and By
My Redeemer has gone to prepare(in the sky) Blessed mansions of rest by and by(by and by) Soon He'll call me home to rest with the ransomed and the best, For it all will be glory by and by(over there).
How I long for that rest in the home of the blest, 'Twill be sweet when we meet, O it will be glory by and by(by and by).
I've no treasures to bind me below(here below) In this land full of sorrow and woe(here below) All my treasures are above in that land of peace and love, Soon I'll go and shall rest forevermore(evermore).
How I long for that rest in the home of the blest, 'Twill be sweet when we meet, O it will be glory by and by(by and by).
I shall sing home at last by and by(by and by) And my voice will be tuned to the lyre(heav'nly lyre) Then my songs shall ever be home at rest beyond the sea, It will all soon by glory by and by(by and by).
How I long for that rest in the home of the blest, 'Twill be sweet when we meet, O it will be glory by and by(by and by).