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Never did I dream before,
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| 1. | Never did I dream before, |
| | Such a place could e'er be found, |
| | Where tears of sorrow cease, |
| | Songs of endless joy abound. |
| | One who seldom ever sang, |
| | Now delights his voice to raise; |
| | Singing hymns with all the saints, |
| | Echoing the ceaseless praise. |
| 2. | Day by day the world goes on, |
| | Just as it has gone before. |
| | Millions grasp and clutch at life, |
| | Wond'ring if there could be more; |
| | Such was I and would be, yet |
| | Mercy found me out somehow; |
| | With what gratefulness I say, |
| | "I'm in God's own family now." |
| 3. | How delightful 'tis to know; |
| | How subjective, real, and sweet |
| | Is this inward joy of grace |
| | We experience when we meet; |
| | Life abundant Jesus gives |
| | As my full reality; |
| | Praise You, Lord, it's really true, |
| | I'm in Your own family. |
| 4. | At the closing of the age, |
| | Just before Your kingdom's dawn, |
| | May You gain a people, Lord, |
| | For Your dwelling place, Your home. |
| | Since for me You gave Your all, |
| | Everything I lay aside; |
| | For Your church my all I'd give, |
| | That You would be satisfied. |