Some sweet day I shall en­ter a place,
When the work of my life shall be done;
A place that is filled with His mar­vel­ous grace,
In the land of the un­set­ting sun.

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I shall dwell in the land of de­light,
When my jour­ney on earth has been run;
In the land where there com­eth no sor­row, no night,
In the land of the un­set­ting sun.

Yes, the bur­dens of life can be borne,
When I think of the prize to be won;
Of the beau­ti­ful robe and the crown to be worn,
In the land of the un­set­ting sun.

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I can peace­ful­ly wel­come the night
When the hours of my life shall be run;
It will bring me no grief, but su­per­nal de­light,
In the land of the un­set­ting sun.

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O what joy! mor­tal tongue can­not tell,
With eter­ni­ty on­ly be­gun,
One an­oth­er to meet, with the Sav­ior to dwell,
In the land of the un­set­ting sun.

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