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Then in thy holy courts above,
Thy praise our lips shall sound,
While angels join our song of love,
That we, the lost are found!
Thy praise our lips shall sound,
While angels join our song of love,
That we, the lost are found!
EVA'S FAREWELL
Farewell, father! I am a dying,
Going to the "glory land,"
Where the sun is ever shining,
And the zephyr's ever bland.
Going to the "glory land,"
Where the sun is ever shining,
And the zephyr's ever bland.
Where the living fountains flowing,
Quench the pining spirit's thirst;
Where the tree of life is growing,
Where the crystal fountains burst,
Quench the pining spirit's thirst;
Where the tree of life is growing,
Where the crystal fountains burst,
Father! hear that music holy
Floating from the spirit land!
At the pearly gates of glory,
Radiant angels waiting stand.
Floating from the spirit land!
At the pearly gates of glory,
Radiant angels waiting stand.
Father! kiss your dearest Eva,
Press her cold and clammy hand,
Ere the glittering hosts receive her,
Welcome to their cherub band.
Press her cold and clammy hand,
Ere the glittering hosts receive her,
Welcome to their cherub band.
