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    SARDIS.
  
  
    Original.
  
  
    L.
  
  
    M.
  
    'There
  
  
    shall
  
  
    be
  
  
    no
  
  
    more
  
  
    death,
  
  
    neither
  
  
    sorrow,........
  
  
    for
  
  
    the
  
  
    former
  
  
    things
  
  
    have
  
  
    passed
  
  
    away."
  
  
    Rev.
  
  
    21:4.
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    G
  
  
    Major.
  
    By
  
  
    Miss
  
  
    Sarah
  
  
    Lancaster,
  
  
    1869.
  
    1.
  
  
    Come
  
  
    on
  
  
    my
  
  
    fel
  
  
    -
  
  
    low
  
  
    pil
  
  
    -
  
  
    grims,
  
  
    come,
  
  
    And
  
  
    let
  
  
    us
  
  
    all
  
  
    be
  
  
    hast'
  
  
    -
  
  
    ning
  
  
    home,
  
    2.
  
  
    Oh
  
  
    what
  
  
    a
  
  
    joy - ful
  
  
    meet
  
  
    -
  
  
    ing,
  
  
    when
  
  
    With
  
  
    all
  
  
    the
  
  
    saints
  
  
    and
  
  
    right
  
  
    -
  
  
    eous men,
  
    We
  
    With
  
    No
  
    We
  
  
    soon
  
  
    shall
  
  
    land
  
  
    on
  
    With
  
  
    an
  
  
    -
  
  
    gels
  
  
    and
  
  
    arch-
  
    No
  
  
    sickness
  
  
    there,
  
  
    no
  
    3.
  
  
    No
  
  
    pe-riod
  
  
    then
  
  
    our
  
  
    joys
  
  
    shall
  
  
    know,
  
  
    Secure
  
  
    from
  
  
    ev'
  
  
    -
  
  
    ry
  
  
    mor
  
  
    -
  
  
    tal
  
  
    foe;
  
    We
  
  
    soon
  
  
    shall
  
  
    land
  
  
    on
  
  
    yon
  
  
    blest
  
  
    shore,
  
  
    Where
  
    With
  
  
    an-gels
  
  
    and
  
  
    arch-an-gels
  
  
    too,
  
  
    we
  
    No
  
  
    sickness
  
  
    there,
  
  
    no
  
  
    want
  
  
    or
  
  
    pain
  
  
    Shall
  
    We
  
  
    soon
  
  
    shall
  
  
    land
  
  
    on
  
  
    yon
  
  
    blest
  
  
    shore, Where
  
  
    pains
  
  
    and
  
  
    sorrows
  
    With
  
  
    an-gels
  
  
    and
  
  
    arch-
  
  
    an-gels
  
  
    too,
  
  
    We
  
  
    sing
  
  
    the
  
  
    song
  
  
    for
  
    No
  
  
    sickness
  
  
    there,
  
  
    no
  
  
    want
  
  
    or
  
  
    pain,
  
  
    Shall
  
  
    e'er disturb
  
  
    our
  
    Soon
  
  
    shall
  
  
    land,
  
  
    on
  
  
    yon
  
  
    blest
  
  
    shore,
  
  
    Where
  
  
    pains
  
  
    and
  
  
    sorrows
  
  
    are
  
  
    no
  
  
    more,
  
  
    There
  
  
    we
  
  
    our
  
  
    Je-sus
  
  
    shall
  
  
    a-dore,
  
  
    For-ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    an
  
  
    -
  
  
    gels
  
  
    and
  
  
    arch-an-gels
  
  
    too,
  
  
    We
  
  
    sing
  
  
    the
  
  
    song
  
  
    for
  
  
    -
  
  
    ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    new,
  
  
    And
  
  
    still
  
  
    have
  
  
    Je-sus
  
  
    in
  
  
    our
  
  
    view,
  
  
    For-ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    sickness
  
  
    there,
  
  
    no
  
  
    want
  
  
    or
  
  
    pain,
  
  
    Shall
  
  
    e'er
  
  
    dis-turb
  
  
    our
  
  
    rest
  
  
    a
  
  
    -gain,
  
  
    When
  
  
    with
  
  
    Im
  
  
    -
  
  
    man
  
  
    -
  
  
    u
  
  
    -
  
  
    el
  
  
    we
  
  
    reign,
  
  
    For-ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    yon
  
  
    blest
  
  
    shore.
  
  
    Where
  
  
    pains
  
  
    and
  
  
    sorrows
  
  
    are
  
  
    more,
  
  
    There
  
  
    we
  
  
    our
  
  
    Je-sus
  
  
    shall
  
  
    a
  
  
    -
  
  
    dore,......
  
  
    For-ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    an-gels
  
  
    too,
  
  
    We
  
  
    sing
  
  
    the
  
  
    song
  
  
    for-ev-er
  
  
    new,
  
  
    And
  
  
    still
  
  
    have
  
  
    Je-sus
  
  
    in
  
  
    our
  
  
    view,......
  
  
    For-ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    want
  
  
    or
  
  
    pain
  
  
    Shall
  
  
    e'er
  
  
    dis
  
  
    -
  
  
    turb
  
  
    our
  
  
    rest
  
  
    a-
  
  
    gain,
  
  
    When
  
  
    with
  
  
    Im
  
  
    -
  
  
    man-u
  
  
    -
  
  
    el
  
  
    we
  
  
    reign......
  
  
    For-ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    pains
  
  
    and
  
  
    sor-rows
  
  
    are
  
  
    no
  
  
    more,
  
  
    There
  
  
    we
  
  
    our
  
  
    Je
  
  
    -
  
  
    sus
  
  
    shall
  
  
    a
  
  
    -
  
  
    dore,......
  
  
    For
  
  
    -
  
  
    ev......
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    sing
  
  
    the
  
  
    song
  
  
    for
  
  
    -
  
  
    ev-er
  
  
    new,
  
  
    And
  
  
    still
  
  
    have
  
  
    Je
  
  
    -
  
  
    sus
  
  
    in
  
  
    our
  
  
    view,......
  
  
    For
  
  
    -
  
  
    ev......
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.
  
    e'er
  
  
    dis
  
  
    -
  
  
    turb
  
  
    our
  
  
    rest
  
  
    a
  
  
    -
  
  
    gain,
  
  
    When
  
  
    with
  
  
    Im
  
  
    -
  
  
    man
  
  
    -
  
  
    u
  
  
    -
  
  
    el
  
  
    we
  
  
    reign,.....
  
  
    For
  
  
    -
  
  
    ev. ......
  
  
    er
  
  
    blest.