A.P. Bland, owner
It's made for the pure and the free
These truths in God's Word He hath given
How beautiful heaven must be
How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
Fair haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be
In heaven no drooping or pining
No wishing for elsewhere to be
God's light is forever there shining
How beautiful heaven must be
How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
Fair haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be
And all who will drink may be free
Rare jewels of splendor are glowing
How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
Fair haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be
Up there by the beautiful sea
Sweet chords from their gold harps are ringing
How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
Fair haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be
1 comment:
I'm not trying to sound flippant, at all, but this sounds like a Gram Parsons lyric:
The angels so sweetly are singing
Up there by the beautiful sea
Sweet chords from their gold harps are ringing
BTW, I'm a HUGE Gram Parsons fan.
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