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CHURCH MEETINGS.
4 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
5 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry ;
We’re inarching through Emmanuel's
To fairer world’s on high. [ground
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1 HILDREN of the heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing :
Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
2 We are traveling home to God.
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.
3 O ye banished seed ! be glad,
Christ our advocate is made,
Us to save, our flesh assumes,
Brother to our souls becomes.
4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest,
You on Jesus’ throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared,
There your kingdom and reward.
5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand,
On the borders of your land ;
Christ, your Father’s only Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.
6 Lord, submissive make us go,
Gladly leaving all below :
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