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I" FOR ever with the Lord!" Amen, so let it be;

Life from the dead is in that word, And immortality.

Here in the body pent,

Absent from Him I roam,

Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.

2 My Father's house on high,

Home of my soul, how near At times to faith's foreseeing eye Thy golden gates appear! Ah! then my spirit faints

To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of Saints, Jerusalem above.

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Be Thou at my right hand, Then can I never fail;

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3" For ever with the Lord!" Father, if' tis Thy Will,

The promise of that faithful word Even here to me fulfil.

Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand, Fight, and I must prevail,

4 So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. Knowing as I am known,

How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the Throne,

" For ever with the Lord!" Amen.