O Paradise! O Paradise!
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O Paradise! O Paradise! Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land Where they that loved are blest:
Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight?
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O Paradise! O Paradise! The world is growing old; Who would not be at rest and free Where love is never cold.
Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight?
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O Paradise! O Paradise! I want to sin no more, I want to be as pure on earth As on thy spotless shore.
Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight?
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O Paradise! O Paradise! I shall not wait for long E'en now the loving ear may catch Faint fragments of Thy song.
Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight?
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O Paradise! O Paradise! O keep me in Thy love And guide me to that happy land Of perfect rest above.
Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight?