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NO DISAPPOINTMENT IN HEAVENComposed by F. M. LehmanVerse 1Oh, there’s no disappointment in Heaven,No weariness, sorrow, nor pain,No hearts that are bleeding and broken,No song with a minor refrain.The clouds of our earthly horizonWill never appear in the sky,For all will be sunshine and gladnessWith never a sob nor a sigh.Chorus 1I’m bound for that beautiful CityMy Lord has prepared for His own,Where all the redeemed of all agesSing glory around the white throne.Sometimes I grow homesick for HeavenAnd the glories I There shall behold.What a joy that will beWhen my Savior I seeIn that beautiful City of gold.Verse 2We’ll never pay rent for our mansions,The taxes will never come due;Our garments will never grow threadbare,But always be fadeless and new.We’ll never be hungry or thirsty,Nor languish in poverty There,For all the rich bounties of HeavenHis sanctified children will share.Chorus 2I’m bound for that beautiful CityMy Lord has prepared for His own,Where all the redeemed of all agesSing glory around that white throne.Oh, sometimes I’m homesick for HeavenAnd the glories I There shall behold.What a joy that will be,When our Savior we’ll seeIn that beautiful city of gold.Verse 3There’ll never be crepe on the doorknob,No funeral train in the sky,No graves on the hillsides of glory,For there we shall never more die.The old will be young There forever,Transformed in a moment of time.Immortal we’ll stand in His likeness,The stars and the sun to outshine.Chorus 3Oh, sometimes I’m homesick for HeavenAnd the glories He’s prepared for His own,Where all the redeemed of all agesSing glory around that white throne.Oh, I’m bound for that beautiful CityThe Lord has prepared for His own.What a joy that will beWhen our Savior we seeIn that beautiful City of gold.WAYFARIN STRANGERTraditional folk spiritualVerse 1I am a poor wayfarin’ strangerJust travelin’ through this world of woe.There is no sickness, no toil nor dangerIn that bright Land to which I go.Verse 2I know dark clouds will gather ‘round me,I know my way is rough and steep,Golden fields lie on before meWhere God’s redeemed no more shall weep.ChorusBut I’m goin’ There to see my Savior,I’m goin’ There no more to roam;I’m just a goin’ over Jordan,I’m just a goin’ over Home.Verse 2Lord, I want to see salvation’s story,I’m goin’ with the people of love.I’m goin’ to wear that crown of gloryWhen I get home to that bright Land.[Repeat Chorus]I am a poor wayfarin’ stranger,I’m just a goin’ over Home.WHITE SAILSWords: Armendi Russell, Michael FridleyMusic: Armendi RussellVerse 1While I stand here on the shore,I see white sails spread to the morning breeze,She goes out on her own,Heading out for the open sea.Verse 2I watch her as she fades away,Disappears with the rising sun.A voice behind me says, “She’s gone,”But on the Other Side they shout “Here shecomes!”Chorus 1188 Set 4 - Song sheets: Heaven