| When I go don’t cry for me In my fathers arms I’ll be The wounds this world left on my soul
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| Will all be healed and I’ll be whole
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| Sun and moon will be replaced
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| With the light of Jesus’face
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| And I will not be ashamed
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| For my savior knows my name
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| It don’t matter where you bury me
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| I’ll be home and I’ll be free
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| It don’t matter where I lay
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| All my tears be washed away
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| Gold and silver blind the eye
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| Temporary riches lie
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| Come and eat from heaven’s store
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| Come and drink and thirst no more
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| So weep not for me my friend
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| When my time below does end
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| For my life belongs to him
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| Who will raise the dead again
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| It don’t matter where you bury me
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| I’ll be home and I’ll be free
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| It don’t matter where I lay
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| All my tears be washed away |