626 ~ I Am Thinking Today of That Beautiful Land
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I am thinking today of that beautiful land I shall reach when the sun goeth down; When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand, Will there be any stars in my crown?
Refrain
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown, When at evening the sun goeth down? When I wake with the blest In the mansions of rest, Will there be any stars in my crown?
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In the strength of the Lord let me labor and pray, Let me watch as a winner of souls; That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day. When His praise like the sea billows rolls.
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O what joy will it be when His face I behold. Living gems at His feet to lay down; It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold, Should there be any stars in my crown.