| Time keeps slippin' away
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| And I’ve been longing for my home
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| With every glimpse of heaven
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| I am holding onto hope
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| Lord, to be with You
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| Is better than this life
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| Hurry up the day
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| When my faith shall be sight
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| How I yearn
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| To be free from these chains
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| Shed my skin and rise
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| Join the angels in their praise
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| In light of grace
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| Death has lost its fearful sting
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| To die is gain
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| For I’ll be with my King
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| O my soul, lift your eyes
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| Hope will come, He is Christ
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| Then in triumph we’ll rise with Him
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?)
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?)
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?)
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| My head in the clouds
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| Though my feet upon the dirt
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| My heart in Your hands
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| Though my body still on earth
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| If I were a bird I would
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| Spread my wings and fly
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| Leave the world behind
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| Aim for heaven, say goodbye
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| O my soul, lift your eyes
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| Hope will come, He is Christ
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| Then in triumph we’ll rise with Him
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?)
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?)
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?)
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| How long?
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| (Will You come, will You come, will You come?) |