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Hark the herald angels sing,
The joyous songs their out to bring.

I hear the angel’s harps
I hear no sorrow and tears
Everyone here is relieved of all their worries and fears.

Everywhere I look, I see the streaming light
The oceans made of crystals; the end completely out of sight
The palace made of gold
And it's God in my heart I hold.

It's God that stays with me
And I feel so new and free
Everything he had planned for my life
All the reasons why I finally see.

The ground lined with pearls
And the clouds made of sugar swirls
I hear god speak to me
Whenever the wind whirls.

I hear the angel’s harps
I hear no sorrow and tears
Everyone here is relieved of all their worries and fears.



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