| Song | We Speak Of The Realms |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 3 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | We Speak Of The Realms |
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We Speak Of The Realms Of The Blest,
Of That Country So Bright And So Fair,
And Oft Are Its Glories Confessed;
But What Must It Be To Be There?
We Speak Of Its Pathways Of Gold,
Of Its Walls Decked With Jewels Most Rare,
Its Wonders And Pleasures Untold;
But What Must It Be To Be There?
We Speak Of Its Freedom From Sin,
From Sorrow, Temptation, And Care,
From Trials Without And Within;
But What Must It Be To Be There?
We Speak Of Its Anthems Of Praise,
With Which We Can Compare
The Sweetest On Earth We Can Raise;
But What Must It Be To Be There?
We Speak Of Its Service Of Love,
Of The Robes Which The Glorified Wear,
The Church Of The First-Born Above;
But What Must It Be To Be There?
Do Thou, Lord, ‘Midst Pleasure Of Woe,
Still For Heaven Our Spirits Prepare;
And Shortly We Also Shall Know
And Feel What It Is To Be There.
