258. THE HOLXYCITV.

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1. There is a Ho-ly ci- ty, Ahap-Py world a-bove, Beyondthestarry regions, Built

by the God of love. An e- ver-lasting tem-ple, And saints array'd in white, These

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Servetheirgreat Redeemer, Anddwellwith Himinlight. Ohome above, O world of love, O

ever blessed place, A-bove the sky,

athome on high, LIl sing of Jesus“ grace.

2 The meanest child in glory Outsbines the radiant sun, But who can speak the splendour Of that eternal throne, Where Jesus sits exalted In God-like majesty, Where elders fall before Him, And lowly bow the knee!

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3 The hosts of saints around Him Proclaim His work of grace, The patriarchs and prophets, And all the godly race, Who passed through fiery trials, And tortures on their way; And came from tribulation To everlasting day.

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