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Sweet Beulah Land
Squire Parsons Jr.
I'm kind of homesick for a country,
to which I've never been before.
No sad goodbyes will there be spoken;
where time won't matter anymore.
Refrain:
Beulah Land, I'm longing for you,
and someday on thee I'll stand.
There my home shall be eternal;
Beulah Land, Sweet Beulah Land.
I'm looking now across the river,
to where my faith's gonna end in sight.
There's just a few more days to labor,
then I will take my heavenly flight.
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