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Blessed are those who Have come to trust you They will never be ashamed They worry for nothing Even in suff'ring They count all their losses gain Hoping in sadness Eyes on the Promise They are laughing through their tears Taking the long view Pain is a prelude To the hope of all these years We will all go home We'll all go home If the Truth be known We will all go home Home where the heart is Where your best is good enough Where there is no death, no pain Home where they say you can never go back to 'Cause it's never quite the same Like we imagine, like we remember Both identical and strange Home where we make sense of our existence When He gives us our new names. Just like Kansas Just like Odysseus Like the Fire-glow Waiting at the long road's end Just Bag-end, just like Graceland We'll all be going Homeā¦ Thine is the Kingdom And when you come All your children will be there Just like Valhalla, Just like Elysium Like the last time that You came And all of the ragged That you have rescued Will toast You on that day All of the masses, raising their glasses Singing "Hail! The victorious Raised!" We'll all go home We will all go home If the Truth be known We will all go home |