All hail, ye fair celestial shores

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1 All hail! ye fair celestial shores,
Ye lands of endless day;
Swift on my view your prospects pour,
And drive my griefs away.

2 There's a delightful clearness now--
My clouds of doubt are gone;
Fled is my former darkness too,
My fears are all withdrawn.

3 Short is the passage, short the space,
Between my home and me;
Then, then, behold the radiant place!
How near the mansions be!

Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #959

First Line:	All hail, ye fair celestial shores
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