THE MYSTIC RIVER
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But well reach the pearly portal
And we'll lay our armor down;
Casting all our burdens from us
'Neath the shelter of a crown.
And we'll lay our armor down;
Casting all our burdens from us
'Neath the shelter of a crown.
Near the Throne of Love e'er dwelling,
Sheltered safe from every woe;
No more sorrow, no more weeping,
Naught but glory shall we know.
There we shall be ever happy
In the mansion of the blest;
Blessed be the peace eternal—
Blessed is the sweet word—Rest.
Sheltered safe from every woe;
No more sorrow, no more weeping,
Naught but glory shall we know.
There we shall be ever happy
In the mansion of the blest;
Blessed be the peace eternal—
Blessed is the sweet word—Rest.
