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1. Hail, sweetest, dearest tie,
That binds our hearts in thine, Hail sweet hope that tunes Our minds, to harmony divine. It is the hope, the blissful hope, Which Jesus' grace has given, The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. 2. What tho' the northern wintry blast,
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3. From Burma's shores, from Afric's strand,
From India's burning plain, From Europe, from Columbia's land, We hope to meet again, It is the hope, the blissful hope, Which Jesus' grace has given, The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. 4. No lingering look, no parting sigh,
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