Joys of Heaven
Oh the joy that will rise
When our lives set.
Oh the joy that will shine
When His radiance crests.
Oh the joy that will thrill
When our home is addressed.
Oh the joy that will last
When forever we are guests.
Oh the joy that will flow
When in white, we're dressed.
Oh the joy that will burst
When with God, we will rest.
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