====== #16 - O to be Over Yonder ======
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/*-20note-*//*-hymn-*/
  *Composer:
    *George Coles Stebbins (1846-1945)
  *Also known as:
    *Oh to be Over Yonder
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  *++Lyrics:|\\
Oh to be over yonder,\\
In that bright land of wonder,\\
Where the angel voices mingle, and\\
The angel harps do ring!\\
To be free from care and sorrow,\\
And the anxious dread tomorrow,\\
To rest in light and sunshine in\\
The presence of the King!\\
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Oh to be over yonder!\\
In that land of wonder,\\
There to be forever\\
In the presence of the King!\\
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Oh to be over yonder!\\
My longing heart grows fonder\\
Of looking to the far off east,\\
To see the daystar bring\\
Some tidings of th'awaking,\\
Of the cloudless, pure day breaking,\\
My heart is yearning-—yearning for\\
The coming of the King!\\
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Oh to be over yonder!\\
Alas! I sigh and ponder,\\
Why clings this poor, weak heart of mine\\
To any earthly thing?\\
For each earthly tie must sever,\\
And pass away forever:\\
There's no more separation in\\
The presence of the King!\\
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Oh, when shall I be dwelling\\
Where angel voices, swelling\\
In triumphant hallelujahs, make\\
The vaulted heavens ring,\\
Where the pearly gates are gleaming,\\
And the Morning Star is beaming?\\
O when shall I be yonder in\\
The presence of the King?\\
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Oh, when shall I be yonder?\\
The longing groweth stronger\\
To join in all the praises the\\
Redeemed ones do sing.\\
Within those heavenly places,\\
Where the angels veil their faces,\\
In awe and adoration, in\\
The presence of the King!\\
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Oh, I shall soon be yonder,\\
And lonely as I wander,\\
Yearning for the welcome summer,\\
Longing for the bird's fleet wing,\\
The midnight may be dreary,\\
And the heart be worn and weary,\\
But there's no more shadow yonder,\\
In the presence of the King.\\
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    *Florence Catherine Armstrong (1843-1890), 1862