The day is bright,
And the sun is shining,
My heart was burned,
But now is refining,
I found my love,
In the Lord my God,
For I know far above,
That my soul shall leave
This earthly sod
To be with the Heavenly host
In the Heavens above
To sing glory glory but not to boast
To be with our Lord, our Father, our God
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