Sing a song of celebration; lift up a shout of praise, For the Bridegroom will come, the Glorious One. And oh, we will look on His face. We'll go to a much better place. Dance with all your might; lift up your hands and clap for joy. The time's drawing near when He will appear. And, oh, we will stand by His side, A strong, pure spotless bride. We will dance on the streets that are golden, The glorious Bride and the great Son of Man; From ev'ry tongue and tribe and nation will join In the song of the Lamb.Il gran Re ạ̉tyt ạ̹ly̱ ạlʿạlm Isaǵa bárin beremin Ta parole Кровь Свою Сын Божий пролил Akwai Murna Cikin Sama Wadda Ba Mu Gane Ba ناظراً إليك ياللي بديت الرحلة معايا Мой дом на небе за облаками qdws qdws qdws
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