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The Splendour of Heaven

THE SPLENDOUR OF HEAVEN
 
 
               FAR ABOVE THE CLOUDS ABOVE US
               HEAVENS BEAUTY LIES,
               FAR TO RICH FOR HUMAN NATURE
               AND TO BRIGHT FOR HUMAN EYES.
 
 
 
             ITS A HOME OF ETERNAL  GLORY
             WITH AN EVERLASTING PEACE,
            A HOME WITH NO MORE HEARTACHES
            AND ALL SORROW WILL DECEASE.
 
 
          ITS A HOME OF MILK AND HONEY
          TO THE SOUL WHO ENTERS IN.
          A SOUL THAT HAS NO BLEMISH
          AND A SOUL THAT HAS NO SIN.
 
 
            
          THE KING OF KINGS WILL REIGN THERE
          WITH ANGELS ROBED IN WHITE.
          OH WHAT AN AWESOME PICTURE
          I CANT WAIT TO TAKE MY FLIGHT.
 
 
           AND LIVE FOREVER WITH MY LORD
           THE ONE WHO DIED FOR ME,
           AND SING PRAISES WITH THE ANGELS
           FOR ALL ETERNITY.
 
 
 
          SOMEDAY SOON I WILL GO THERE
          IN THIS LAND THAT HAS NO NIGHT,
          AND SEE THE SPLENDOUR OF HEAVEN
          WHERE THERE BURNS ETERNAL LIGHT.
 
 
                  WRITTEN BY ANN HART
 
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