Away with our sorrow and fear!
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Away with our sorrow and fear!We soon shall recover our home;The city of saints shall appear,The day of eternity come.From earth we shall quickly remove,And mount to our promised abode,—The house of our Father above,The palace of angels and God.
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By faith we already beholdThat lovely Jerusalem here;Her walls are of jasper and gold,As crystal her buildings are clear.Immovably founded in grace,She stands as she ever has stood;And soon, at the end of our race,We'll rest in that city of God.