Beyond the starry skies
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Beyond the starry skies,
Far as the eternal hills,
There in the boundless world of light
Our great Redeemer dwells.
Around him angels fair
In countless armies shine;
And ever, in exalted lays,
They offer songs divine.
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"Hail, Prince of life!" they cry,
"Whose unexampled love
Moved thee *to* quit these glorious realms
And royalties above."
And when he stooped to earth,
And suffered rude disdain,
They cast their honors at his feet,
And waited in his train.
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They saw him on the cross,
While darkness vailed the skies;
And when he burst the gates of death,
They saw the Conqueror rise.
They thronged his chariot wheels,
And bore him *to* his throne;
Then swept their golden harps and sung,
"That glorious work is done."