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We're just rehearsing, we're just rehearsing and someday
we'll sing together in a band around God's throne, this old world cannot reward us, we are just, just rehearsing for that singing up home.
This old world is nothing but a dressing place where we make preparations to spend our endless days, and when the curtains open and it's my turn to sing, we are just rehearsing for the praise to the King.
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When I sing of Jesus and His saving grace I feel His blessed presence, my soul He does embrace, sometimes I get so happy I forget my song, to know I've been invited to that singing up home.
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We'll sing the song of Moses with sords of sweetest praise, to God and all His glory, we'll see Him face to face, and hear the voices ringing of loving to our goal, we'll lend our voice to angels in that singing up home.