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When the Last Song Is Sung

When the last song is sung on this earth, I'll be standing before my King, rejoicing my rebirth. Oh what a day, He planned for me, when my Kings face I see, when the last song is sung on this earth. Heavens Gates will open wide, and I'll be welcomed on the other side, when all the ones who've gone before, will be waiting on God's Golden Shore, when the last song is sung on this earth. Silver clouds, and streets paved with gold, Oh such beauty to behold, as the King invites me in, a place absent from pain and sin, when the last song is sung on this earth. No more tears we'll have to dry, all because my Savior died, He paid our debt on Calvary, and one day He'll come for me, when the last song is sung on this earth. Oh what a day of jubilee, when He wraps His loving arms, around me, when the last song is sung on this earth. When the last.. song is sung... on this earth.

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