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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMilk & Honey
I'm headed to a place where the rivers flowI'm headed to a place where the streets are goldOh my soul (oh my soul)This I know (this I know)You won't need no money, you can't bring your fameSoon the day is coming when we will see his faceChoirs will be singing, saints on bended kneeAngels will be dancing, we will all be freeGod in all his glory as far as you can seeIt's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honeyI'm headed to a place where the flowers growI'm headed to a place with no tombstonesSing my soul (sing my soul)Until I'm home (until I'm home)You can bring your money, you can bring your fameForever there is only, one name above all namesChoirs will be singing, saints on bended kneeAngels will be dancing, we will all be freeGod in all his glory as far as you can seeIt's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honeyWe don't have to wait to the other sideTo see the dead come back to lifeWe don't have to wait till the trumpet soundsWe're calling down your power nowWe don't have to wait to the other sideTo see the dead come back to lifeWe don't have to wait till the trumpet soundsWe're calling down your power nowGrass growing in the graveyardsSpring on up, spring on upWater flowing in the wastelandsLet it run, let it runHope growing where there was noneLove flowing where the hate wasPromised land waiting on usKingdom come, kingdom comeChoirs will be singing, saints on bended kneeAngels will be dancing, we will all be freeGod in all his glory as far as you can seeIt's like every day is Sunday in the land of milk and honeyMilk and honeyMilk and honey
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