Tell us of angels on high, tell us of clouds I can feel under my feet
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Tell us of vast golden fields and heavenly wonders that go beyond what I can see
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Tell us of triumphant music, the brass sounding trumpets, tell of the welcoming choir
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Tell us of majestic men, mighty in valor riding on chariots of fire
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Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and oh
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Tell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far
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'Cause it tells us who we are and it says where we're going
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Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and oh
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Tell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far
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Tell of the last liberation, the end of the suffer beginning of good things to come
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Tell of the sweet celebration, the debut, excitement of knowing that your work is done
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Tell of that moment in time when time is no longer and life will be forever lived
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Tell of the fresh falling rain soaking the hearts of which to you we freely give
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Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and oh
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Tell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far
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Because it tells us who we are I wanna be in that number
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Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and oh
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Tell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far
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How wonderful you are to me
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How wonderful that day will be
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How wonderful you are to me
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How wonderful that day will be
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Tell of the last declaration, the ringing of freedom, the promise of sorrow no more
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Tell of the first close encounter with you our Father - the lone one whom we all adore
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Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and oh
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Tell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far
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Because it tells us who we are I and it says where we're going and
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Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and oh
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Tell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far
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Oh tell us that story
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Oh tell us that story
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Oh tell us that story
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Oh tell us...
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It's my favorite story
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My favorite story
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My favorite story
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My favorite story by far
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Tell us of angels on high, tell us of clouds I can feel under my feet
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Tell us of vast golden fields and heavenly wonders that go beyond what I can see
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Tell us of triumphant music, the brass sounding trumpets, tell of the welcoming choir
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Homecoming Glory
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| Mary Mary |
