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Words: by David West
There’s a place He’s preparing for me over there, a mansion in glory a home bright and fair; Where the past is forgotten, all toiling o’er, When we meet on that beautiful shore.
At the end of my journey will life be in vain? To stand empty handed will only bring shame; May I live ev’ry moment for Christ alone, ’Til I hear Jesus say, “Welcome home.”
When He comes for the ransomed His face I shall see, A song of rejoicing forever will be; All my sins are forgiven, real joy I know, In that land that will never grow old.
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Over there lies my home eternal. Over there Jesus waits for me. How I long to meet Him there. O what glory we will share. Over there is where I long to be.
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