122. Home of the Soul

1 I will sing you a song of that beautiful land,
The far away home of the soul,
Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,
While the years of eternity roll,
While the years of eternity roll;
Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,
While the years of eternity roll,
While the years of eternity roll.

2 Oh, that home of the soul in my visions and dreams,
Its bright jasper walls I can see;
Till I fancy but thinly the vale intervenes
Between the fair city and me,
Between the fair city and me;
Till I fancy but thinly the vail intervenes
Between the fair city and me,
Between the fair city and me.

3 That unchangable home is for you and for me,
Where Jesus of Nazareth stands;
The King of all kingdoms forever is he,
And he holdeth our crowns in his hands,
And he holdeth our crowns in his hands;
The King of all kingdoms forever is he,
And he holdeth our crowns in his hands,
And he holdeth our crowns in his hands.

4 Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful land,
So free from all sorrow and pain;
With songs on our lips, and with harps in our hands,
To meet one another again,
To meet one another again;
With songs on our lips, and with harps in our hands,
To meet one another again,
To meet one another again.

Text Information
First Line: I will sing you a song of that beautiful land
Title: Home of the Soul
Author: Mrs. Ellen H. Gates
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Copyright: Copyright, 1866, by Philip Phillips.
Tune Information
Name: [I will sing you a song of that beautiful land]
Composer: Philip Phillips. By per.
Key: E♭ Major



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