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No.6. Oh to be Over Yonder!
Oh, when shall I be dwelling
Where angel-voices, swelling
ln triumphant hallelujahs, make the vaulted heavens ring;
Where the pearly gates are gleaming,
And the Morning Star is beaming ?
Oh, when shall I be yonder in the presence of the King ?
Oh, when shall I be yonder?
The longing groweth stronger
To join in all the praises the redeemed ones do sing ;
Within those heavenly places,
Where the angels veil their faces,
In awe and adoration, in the presence of the King.