| On the other side the widow no longer walk alone
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| On the other side the lame run down the streets of gold
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| On the other side
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| On the other side the blind man will open up his eyes
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| The first thing that he sees will be the face of Christ
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| Waiting there with open arms to welcome all His children home
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| On the other side
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| On the other side
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| There are no more goodbyes
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| Every heart will be unbroken
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| Every tear wiped from our eyes
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| Oh sorrow has no grip there
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| And death is left behind
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| On the other side
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| On the other side a mother who lost her child at birth
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| She’ll hold that precious baby and let go of the hurt
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| Oh how she’s waited for the day where she would see that little face
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| On the other side
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| There are no more goodbyes
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| Every heart will be unbroken
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| Every tear wiped from our eyes
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| Oh sorrow has no grip there
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| And death is left behind
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| On the other side
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| Oh no more hurting people
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| No more guilty shame
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| Forever we’ll be changed
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| On the other side
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| There are no more goodbyes
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| Every heart will be unbroken
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| On the other side
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| There are no more goodbyes
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| Every heart will be unbroken
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| Every tear wiped from our eyes
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| Oh sorrow has no grip there
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| And death is left behind
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| On the other side
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| We’ll sing a brand new song
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| Oh face to face with Jesus
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| At last we’ll all be home
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| When grace is written 'cross the sky
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| And love is open heaven wide
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| On the other side
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| On the other side
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| On the other side
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| OHHHHHH |