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The Home He Made Above

THE HOME HE MADE ABOVE I have a mansion bright and glorious in that land where no one dies; When my Redeemer comes victorious I’ll dwell beyond the skies. I know that I would not be worthy were it not for His great love, But I know that I will see it--the home He made above. There is so much I want to see there in that bright land so clear, And all my friends I know will be there and loved ones very dear. But over all the thrills of heaven will be when the Christ I love Takes my hand and leads me through it--the home He made above. These words written to “The Waltz You Saved For Me.”

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