There are fac­es dear that I hold in mem’ry,
Tho’ I lost them long ago;
But the face of one al­to­ge­ther lovely,
Is the fair­est face I know.

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His face will out­shine them all,
His face will out­shine them all;
Glory to the Lamb, al­le­lu­ia!
His face will out­shine them all!

There were voic­es sweet ov­er Beth­l’hem sing­ing
When the Sav­ior Christ was born;
And the gold­en harps of the ang­els ringing,
Ushered in that ho­ly morn.

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There are friend­ly hands un­to me ex­tend­ed
When I seem to miss my way;
But the pierc­èd hand of the Man of Cal­v’ry
Leadeth on to realms of day.

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There are won­drous scenes lyi­ng all around me,
Golden gleams o’er land and sea;
But when Je­sus comes in the clouds of hea­ven,
O what glo­ry that will be!

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