O! gold­en here­af­ter,
Thine ev­ery bright raf­ter
Will shake in the thun­der
Of sanc­ti­fied song;
And ev­ery swift an­gel
Proclaim an ev­an­gel,
To sum­mon God’s saints
To the glo­ri­fied throng.

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O! chor­us of fire,
That will burst from God’s choir,
When the loud hal­le­lu­jahs
Leap up from the soul,
Till the flow­ers on the hills,
And the waves in the rills,
Shall trem­ble with joy
In the mu­sic’s deep roll.

O! host with­out num­ber,
Awaked from death’s slum­ber,
Who walk in white robes
On the em­er­ald shore;
The glo­ry is o’er you,
The throne is be­fore you,
And weep­ing will come
To your spir­its no more.

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O! man­sions eter­nal,
In fields ev­er ver­nal,
Awaiting your ten­ant­ry
Ransomed from sin,
We’ll stand on your pave­ment,
No more in en­slave­ment,
With home-songs to Je­sus
Who wel­comes us in.

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O! Je­sus, our mas­ter,
Command to beat fas­ter
These wea­ry life puls­es
That bring us to Thee,
Till, past the dark por­tal,
We stand up im­mor­tal,
And sweep with ho­san­nas
The jas­per lit sea.

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