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| I want to see Jesus and look upon His face,
And meet all of the people who have gone there by His grace; Hear the angel choir sing songs of Zion and make them ring, But most of all I want to see Jesus more than anything. I want to see the mansions there built by God's own hand, And see the doors swing open wide for the just and righteous man; To wear the robe of white and sit beside the healing stream, But most of all I want to see Jesus more than anything. I want to see Jesus and touch His nail-scarred hands, And walk along beside Him and view that promised land; See the marvelous view and hear the joy bells ring, But most of all I want to see Jesus more than anything. I want to see the mansions there built by God's own hand, And see the doors swing open wide for the just and righteous man; To wear the robe of white and sit beside the healing stream, But most of all I want to see Jesus more than anything. But most of all I want to see Jesus more than anything. |
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