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Verse 1
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My La-test sun is sink-ing fast,
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My race is near-ly run.
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My long-est tri - als now are pas-sed,
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My tri-umph has be-gun.
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Oh come an-gel band, come and a-round me stand.
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Bear me a-way on your snow-y wings,
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to my im-mor-tal home.
Verse 2
I know I'm mear the holy ranks of friends and kindred dear.
I brush the dew on Jorsan's banks, the crossing must be near.
Verse 3
I've almost gained my heavenly home, my spirit loudly sings.
The holy ones, behold they come, I hear the noise of wings.
Verse 4
O bear my longing heart to He who bled and died for me.
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, and gives me victory.
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