| You can talk about the glory of the coming of the Lord
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| You can talk about that city where we’ll live in one accord
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| But there’s more to His redemption than ascending up on high
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| And looking to the future for a mansion in the sky
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| You’ve got to walk in the light of the sacred living word
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| You must live to be blameless, obedient and pure
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| And as you become a temple of His ever present love
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| Oh, the Savior lives within you like He lives somewhere above
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| Somewhere above’s a city where the streets are made of gold
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| Somewhere below a burning lake awaits the sinner’s soul
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| There are those who live in hell most every single day
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| While others taste of heaven as they lift their hands and pray
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| You’ve got to walk in the light of the sacred living word
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| You must live to be blameless, obedient and pure
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| And as you become a temple of His ever present love
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| Oh, the Savior lives within you like He lives somewhere above
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| Somewhere above our Savior sits alive as He can be
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| At the right hand of the father clothed in victory |
| He sent the holy spirit as a gift so we could see
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| His kingdom’s come, His will is done through folks like you and me
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| You’ve got to walk in the light of the sacred living word
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| You must live to be blameless, obedient and pure
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| And as you become a temple of His ever present love
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| Oh, the Savior lives within you like He lives somewhere above |