THE SHINING ONES

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 4, 1874

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 44, No. 8.

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THE SHINING ONES.

FAR away in the land of the pure and bright Is the city of God with its golden light. How I long to be there, and forever to stand With the shining ones of that better land.
CHORUS:— Oh, beautiful home! Oh, beautiful home! Where beautiful saints surround the white throne. How I long to be there, and forever to stand With the shining ones of that better land.
Oh! that beautiful home we're nearing now, Where a crown of bright glory encircles each brow, Where the tree of life grows on that beautiful shore, Where flowers will freshen to fade no more.
CHORUS: Oh, beautiful, &c.
With palms and bright crowns and their robes of light We shall roam the fair fields with eternal delight, We shall join in the song of the purified band, With the shining ones of that better land.
CHORUS: Oh, beautiful, &c.
Then come, brother pilgrim, let love freely flow, As on to that beautiful land we shall go; For Jesus hath said we must go hand in hand, If ever we enter that better land.
CHORUS: Oh, beautiful, &c.
Oh! my soul is now weary of living below; To the home of the purified saints I will go, With Jesus my Saviour forever to stand With the shining ones of that better land.
CHORUS: Oh, beautiful, &c.