Hymns - The Burdens of Life May Be Many - Текст песни

The burdens of life may be many,
The frowns of the world may be cold;
To me it will matter but little,
When I walk up the streets of gold.

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When I walk up the streets of gold,
When I walk up the streets of gold;
How my heart will rejoice in that morning,
When I walk up the streets of gold.

With joy I shall enter that city,
The face of my Savior behold;
And I shall be changed and be like Him,
When I walk up the streets of gold.

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What wonderful visions of beauty,
What glorious scenes shall unfold;
And what dazzling splendors surround me,
When I walk up the streets of gold.

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For ages and ages I???ll praise Him,
And never grow weary or old;
Love-crowned I???ll abide in His presence,
When I walk up the streets of gold.

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