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"Forever with the Lord!"
Amen, so let it be!
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis, immortality.
Here we are being spent,
As pilgrims here we roam,
Yet nightly pitch our moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
"Forever with the Lord!"
Father, thy blessed will
We're learning daily through thy Word
And seeking to fulfil.
And when our latest breath
Shall rend the vail in twain,
Through merit of our Savior's death
We hope this bliss to gain.
With thee the promised throne
Then evermore to share,
We'll gladly make thy glory known,
Thy praises everywhere.