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There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d701 (1878) Languages: English
There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign

There is a river deep and broad

Author: William Hurn Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d702 (1878) Languages: English
There is a river deep and broad

There is a state unknown, unseen

Author: Jane Taylor Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d703 (1878) Languages: English
There is a state unknown, unseen

There is an eye that never sleeps

Author: James C. Wallace Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d704 (1878) Languages: English
There is an eye that never sleeps

There is an hour of peaceful rest

Author: William B. Tappan, 1794-1849 Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d705 (1878) Languages: English
There is an hour of peaceful rest

In the sweet by and by

Author: Sanford F. Bennett Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d706 (1878) First Line: There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day Languages: English
In the sweet by and by

There's not a hope, with comfort fraught

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d707 (1878) Languages: English
There's not a hope, with comfort fraught

There's nothing bright above, below

Author: Thomas Moore Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d708 (1878) Languages: English
There's nothing bright above, below

These mortal joys, how soon they fade

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d709 (1878) Languages: English
These mortal joys, how soon they fade

Going home

Hymnal: HTBC1878 #d710 (1878) First Line: They are going, only going, Jesus called them Languages: English
Going home

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