作曲 : Stanley (A. Kennedy) Out on the hills of gloryland So happy and free at God's right hand They tell of a place of marvelous grace On heaven's bright shore. Pilgrims on earth some day will go To live in that home for evermore. Trusting in him who died for sin and rose from the grave. On heaven's bright shore (on heavens's bright shore) There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there) Not one little grave (not one little grave) In all that fair land (that wonderful land.) Not even a tear will dim the eye And no one up there will say goodbye Just singing his praise through endless days On heaven's bright shore (on heaven's bright shore.) When I must cross that rolling tide There'll be someone on the other side Welcoming me to that fair land made perfect by love When I walk up thet milky white way I'll see that home coming in array How great it must be for angels to see a pilgrim reach home. On heaven's bright shore (on heavens's bright shore) There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there) Not one little grave (not one little grave) In all that fair land (that wonderful land.) Not even a tear will dim the eye And no one up there will say goodbye Just singing his praise through endless days On heaven's bright shore (on heaven's bright shore.) Just singing his praise through endless days On heaven's bright shore...
作曲 : Stanley (A. Kennedy) Out on the hills of gloryland So happy and free at God's right hand They tell of a place of marvelous grace On heaven's bright shore. Pilgrims on earth some day will go To live in that home for evermore. Trusting in him who died for sin and rose from the grave. On heaven's bright shore (on heavens's bright shore) There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there) Not one little grave (not one little grave) In all that fair land (that wonderful land.) Not even a tear will dim the eye And no one up there will say goodbye Just singing his praise through endless days On heaven's bright shore (on heaven's bright shore.) When I must cross that rolling tide There'll be someone on the other side Welcoming me to that fair land made perfect by love When I walk up thet milky white way I'll see that home coming in array How great it must be for angels to see a pilgrim reach home. On heaven's bright shore (on heavens's bright shore) There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there) Not one little grave (not one little grave) In all that fair land (that wonderful land.) Not even a tear will dim the eye And no one up there will say goodbye Just singing his praise through endless days On heaven's bright shore (on heaven's bright shore.) Just singing his praise through endless days On heaven's bright shore...
