Home, Sweet Home
Words and Music by N.B. Vandall
And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it:
for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Home, sweet home, home, sweet home
Where I'll never roam!
I see the light of that city so bright
My home, sweet, home.
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