O what a mighty change
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O what a mighty changeShall Jesus' followers know,When o'er the happy plains they range,Incapable of woe!
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There all our griefs are passed;There all our sorrows end;We gain a peaceful rest at last,With Jesus Christ, our Friend.
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No slightest touch of pain,Nor sorrow's least alloy,Can violate our rest, or stainOur purity of joy.
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In that eternal day,No clouds nor tempests rise;There gushing tears are wiped awayForever from our eyes.