Song-land fair, ov­er there,
Free from sor­row, free from care;
Angels bright, robed in white,
Dwell in peace and pu­re de­light;
By and by, sha­dows nigh,
Resting comes in home on high;
We shall join in prais­es there,
In that hap­py Song-land fair.

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Holy, hap­py Song-land fair,
Radiant man­sions wait us there;
By and by, sha­dows nigh,
Resting comes in home on high;
We shall join in prais­es there,
In that hap­py Song-land fair.

Toils are o’er, near the shore,
Near the bless­èd ev­er­more;
Hand in hand, near the strand,
Near the shin­ing Sum­mer Land;
Where we go, fount­ains flow,
In the noon­tide’s sun­ny glow;
Joyful ran­somed souls are there,
In that hap­py Song-land fair.

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