The Day Of Glory
When my labors here on earth are o'er, And I reach my home on that eternal shore, With my savior there forever more, O what a day of glory that will be! No more sorrow there,, no pain, no tears, No more anxious longing, no more haunting fears, No more waiting thro' the lonely years - O what a day of glory that will be! When the beauty of eternal skies Breaks in all its splendor on my op'ning eyes, When the countless dead in Christ arise, O what a day of glory that will be! Where, a...
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