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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408091" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Joy in Heaven</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">FIRST SPIRIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sister spirit, listen!<br>Methinks I hear a song,<br>Resounding strangely, sadly,<br>These peaceful plains along.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">SECOND SPIRIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis like those lays we sang in earthly days,<br>When we trod our pilgrimage of pain;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FIRST SPIRIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And earthlike are those values<br>Which chant the solemn strain:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS OF MORTALS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Low in the dust before Thee,<br>Great King of Kings, we fall!<br>Least of the host which adore Thee,<br>Do not despise our call!<br>From the paths of right,<br>We have wander'd, we have wander'd,<br>We have all gone astray;<br>In thy holy sight,<br>We are guilty, we are guilty --<br>We have all gone astray;<br>Yet hear us! hear us! hear us,<br>And cast us not away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS OF ANGELS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children of Earth! your pray'r is heard in Heaven,<br>Where Mercy heeds the softest whisper'd moan:<br>Ransom'd, arise! your sins are all forgiven,<br>Your Father saith who sitteth on the Throne:<br>And it is his gracious bidding:<br>&quot;Bring forth the robes!&quot; -- <br>his heart of love was yearning<br>To greet repentant sons far away.<br>Lost once, but found!<br>We welcome their returning!<br>There's joy in Heav'n today!<br>There's joy in Heav'n today!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FIRST SPIRIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sister spirit, yonder,<br>By that celestial gate,<br>What throngs of weary pilgrims,<br>In supplication wait.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">SECOND SPIRIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They know and yet how fondly those are met,<br>Who at last from wandering ways draw nigh --</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FIRST SPIRIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They know not yet how boundless<br>His love to whom they cry:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS OF MORTALS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No place claim we with the Holy,<br>Thronging thy blissfull halls;<br>Grant us a refuge lowly,<br>Graciously near these walls.<br>There on bended knees,<br>Tho' unworthy, most unworthy,<br>We will worship and pray;<br>Oh, hear us! hear us! hear us,<br>And cast us not away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS OF ANGELS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children of Earth! no more, in sadness bended,<br>You supplicate a distant Throne of Grace:<br>Ransom'd, arise! your days of prayer are ended --<br>You meet your waiting Father face to face:<br>For he sendeth heralds saying:<br>&quot;Unfold the gates! -- with gladness come before us,<br>And to the royal seats to my guests convey.&quot;<br>Angels! begin the neverending chorus!<br>There's joy in Heav'n today!<br>There's joy in Heav'n today!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I heard, and I heard<br>as it were the voice of a great multitude,<br>and the voice of many waters,<br>and the voice of mighty thunderings,<br>say ---- - ing;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FULL CHORUS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Glory to God! Glory to God!<br>Glory to God in the highest!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">QUARTETTE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He gathers his wanderers home<br>We welcome the last arrived one!<br>Oh, bles-sed employ!<br>our infinite joy (our infinte joy)<br>Is begun!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FULL CHORUS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now will we sing to Thee<br>(to Thee) (to Thee) now will we sing,<br>Our Father, our Redeemer and our King,<br>New songs (our sweetest songs)<br>of praise (our purest praise)<br>Our choicest, noblest, most triumphant lays,<br>For ev - (-er, ever) -er<br>more (For ever more)<br>For ev - (-er, ever) -er more.<br>Praise ye the Lord<br>For ev - (-er, ever) -er more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Clay+Work">Henry Clay Work</a><div class=q>
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Sister spirit, listen!
Methinks I hear a song,
Resounding strangely, sadly,
These peaceful plains along.

SECOND SPIRIT

'Tis like those lays we sang in earthly days,
When we trod our pilgrimage of pain;

FIRST SPIRIT

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