My heav�nly home is bright and fair,
Nor pain nor death can enter there;
Its glitt�ring towers the sun outshine,
That heav�nly mansion shall be mine.

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I�m going home, I�m going home,
I�m going home to die no more,
To die no more, to die no more,
I�m going home to die no more.

My Father�s home is built on high,
Far, far above the starry sky;
When from this earthly prison free,
That heav�nly mansion mine shall be.

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Let others seek a home below,
Which flames devour, or waves o�erflow;
Be mine a happier lot to own
A heav�nly mansion near the throne.

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