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lyrics for "Worth All My Trials"
lyrics for "Worth All My Trials"
I've heard many stories, how Heavens gonna be. When we all gather round Gods great thrown. When burdens seem many, and my friends seem so few. I get a longing to see my brand new home.
What ever is waiting will be worth all my trials. I've endured as I've travel down here. I'll see the face of my Savior and rest from my labors in a land free from heartaches and fear.
The walls are made of jasper Oh that street of purest gold. And the cool river flows gently by. I'll see all the profits and saints there of old in a land where no one will ever die.
What ever is waiting will be worth all my trials. I've endured as I've travel down here. I'll see the face of my Savior and rest from my labors in a land free from heartaches and fear.
The walls are made of jasper Oh that street of purest gold. And the cool river flows gently by. I'll see all the profits and saints there of old in a land where no one will ever die.
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lyrics for "Worth All My Trials"
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Re: lyrics for "Worth All My Trials"
I've Heard many stories how Heaven is going be
when we all gather round God's great throne
When Burdens seem many and my friends seem so few
I get a longing to see my brand new home
Whatever is waiting Will be worth all my trials
I've endure as I traveled down here
Ill see the face of my saviour and rest from my labor
In a land free from heartaches and tears
The Walls are made of Jasper oh that street of Purest gold
and the cool river flows gently by, I'll see all the prophets
and saints there of old in a land where no one will ever die
Sung by The Singing Cookes God Delivers Again Album
when we all gather round God's great throne
When Burdens seem many and my friends seem so few
I get a longing to see my brand new home
Whatever is waiting Will be worth all my trials
I've endure as I traveled down here
Ill see the face of my saviour and rest from my labor
In a land free from heartaches and tears
The Walls are made of Jasper oh that street of Purest gold
and the cool river flows gently by, I'll see all the prophets
and saints there of old in a land where no one will ever die
Sung by The Singing Cookes God Delivers Again Album
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