#67I Long To See That Day

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O, HOW I long to see that day, When the redeemed shall come To Zion clad in white array Their blissful happy home.
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To hear the alleluias roll From the unnumbered throng; The kingdom spread from pole to pole; And join redemption's song;
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To see all Israel safe at home, Singing on Zion's height; And Jesus crowned upon his throne; Creation own his right.
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All hail! The morn of glory's nigh, The pilgrim longs to see, That dries the tear from every eye— Creation's Jubilee!
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Jerusalem I long to see; Blest city of my King, And eat the fruit of Life's fair tree, And hear the blood-washed sing.
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My longing heart cries out, O, come! Creation groans for thee! The weary pilgrim sighs, O, come! Bring Immortality!
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O, bear me on, bear me on To Mount Zion; Then bear me on to that City of love, Where saints will ever dwell.

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