There is a land by faith I've seen
Where skies no clouded regions know;
Where they know not the sorrows of time
No shadows fall to blight the view
That land no want has ever known,
Nor pain nor sickness nor distress;
Death, the last enemy, is slain;
There those who meet shall part no more,
And those long parted meet again.
There's a land far away
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