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When I Reach That City
On the top of Mt.Zion is a city And the earth with glory it doth fill:
I shall look on its beauty in the morning
When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages
I'm invited to come home to that city, For the Word says "Whosoever will"
And I'll find there a mansion for me waiting
When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages
Death will never molest me in that city, Never leave me lying cold and chill;
But I'll enter to live up there forever
When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages
So I'll stay here until my Savior calls me, Trying daily to perform His will;
Then He'll say unto me "Well done" up yonder
When I reach that city on the hill, Oh, that city on Mt Zion, Tho a pilgrim, yet I love thee still; I'll not leave thee through the ages