Far, far away in the re­gions im­mor­tal,
Jesus, our Sav­ior, waits us there;
Waits to re­ceive us at the pear­ly por­tals,
With the shin­ing an­gels in the air.

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They are wait­ing for us there;
They are wait­ing for us there;
They are wait­ing for us there,
In that hap­py land so bright and fair.

There are our friends who have passed on be­fore us,
Waiting to bid us wel­come there;
Waiting with robes and crowns all vic­tor­ious,
In that hap­py land so bright and fair.

Refrain

Oh, may we each one be rea­dy to meet them,
Meet in that sweet ce­les­ti­al clime;
Meet there to sing our great Re­deem­er’s prais­es,
Meet to sing our Sav­ior’s love di­vine.

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