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Lyrics

Our father dear has gone to rest,
To reign with God forever blest,
His sov’reign tongue will always praise
A Savior’s love, redeeming grace.

Chorus:

He’s gone to his home in glory,
To a mansion bright and fair,
He’s gone to his home in glory,
To sing with the angels there.

Could we but hear his sov’reign tongue,
So sweetly sing the heav’nly song;
Could we but see his smiling face,
Delighted with the happy place.

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We would not wish him back again,
But say, dear one, with God remain
We’ll try to gain that peaceful shore,
Where those who meet shall part no more.

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