Chris Rice - An Alien From God текст песни

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1. An Alien from God, and a Stranger to Grace
I wandered through earth its gay pleasures to trace;
In the pathway of sin I continued to roam,
Unmindful, alas! That it led me from home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home.
O Savior, direct me to heaven my home.

2. The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away.
They bloom for a season, but soon they decay;
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are giv'n,
Salvation on earth and a mansion in heav'n.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home.
The saints in those mansions are ever at home.

3. Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms
The Savior invites me, I'll go to His arms;
At the banquet of mercy I hear there is room,
O there may I feast with His children at home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home.
O Jesus, conduct me to heaven my home.

4, Farewell, vain amusements, my follies adieu,
While Jesus, and heaven, and glory I view,
I feast on the pleasures that flow from His throne.
The footstool of heaven, sweet heaven, my home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home.
O when shall I share the fruition of home.

5. The days of my exile are passing away,
The time is approaching when Jesus will say,
"Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my throne,
And dwell in my presence forever at home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home.
O there I shall rest with the Savior at home.

6. Affliction and sorrow, and death shall be o'er;
The saints shall unite to be parted no more;
Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome.
They dwell with the Savior forever at home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home.
They dwell with the Savior forever at home.

Текст песни Chris Rice - An Alien From God An Alien From God
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