| I can’t lean on the earthly things
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| ‘Cause it’s broke and gonna fade
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| And I can’t stand on the dirt below
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| ‘Cause this dust gonna blow away
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| You say, hey now, follow Me, gonna go to the promise land
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| You say, hey child, don’t forget that the Lord is coming back
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| When everything in this world is falling
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| We have a Kingdom that can’t be moved
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| People get ready Heaven is a calling
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| We have a Kingdom that can’t be, that can’t be moved
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| When the waters rise, don’t be surprised
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| When the force tries to pull you in
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| We’ll be found on the solid ground
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| Won’t be no slave to sin
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| You say, hey now, trumpet sound, all the saints gonna board the train
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| You say, hey child, don’t you fear, what’s dead’s gonna rise again
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| Truth be told, silver and gold ain’t where my treasure’s found
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| So when I die, gonna open my eyes with a different kind of crown |