in the skies


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Oh, there’s a way to keep the dark from the light
And there’s a way to take the cold out of the night
And when I see it’s glow
The sun and moon are shadowed
By the everlasting day

When I reach up my hand
To the loving son of man
The bread of life will keep my soul alive

There’s a place where rivers flow in the street
Where fruit and healing leaves are seen on a tree
Where emerald walls shine clear
And golden streets run far and near
Behind the gates where his angels names appear

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