We talk of the realms of the blessed,
That coun­try so bright and so fair,
And oft are its glo­ries con­fessed,
But what must it be to be there!

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Oh, what must it be to be there,
Oh, what must it be to be there;
With Je­sus our friend,
All eter­ni­ty to spend,
Oh, what must it be to be there.

We talk of its path­ways of gold,
Its walls decked with jew­els so rare;
Its won­ders and plea­sures untold,
But what must it be to be there!

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We talk of its free­dom from sin,
From sor­row, temp­ta­tion and care,
From tri­als with­out and with­in;
But what must it be to be there!

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We talk of its peace and its love,
The robes which the glo­ri­fied wear;
The songs of the blessèd above,
But what must it be to be there!

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