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We Have Heard

Author: William H. Hyde Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7194 First Line: We have heard from the bright, the holy land Lyrics: 1. We have heard from the bright, the holy land; We have heard, and our hearts are glad; For we were a lonely pilgrim band, And weary, and worn, and sad. They tell us the saints have a dwelling there— No longer are homeless ones; And we know that the goodly land is fair, Where life’s pure river runs. 2. They say green fields are waving there, That never a blight shall know; And the deserts wild are blooming fair, And the roses of Sharon grow. There are lovely birds in the bowers green, Their songs are blithe and sweet; And their warblings, gushing ever new, The angels’ harpings greet. 3. We have heard of the palms, the robes, the crowns, And the silvery band in white. Of the city fair, with pearly gates, All radiant with light. We have heard of the angels there, and saints, With their harps of gold, how they sing; Of the mount with the fruitful tree of life, Of the leaves that healing bring. 4. The King of that country, He is fair, He’s the joy and light of the place; In His beauty we shall behold Him there, And bask in His smiling face. We’ll be there, we’ll be there in a little while, We’ll join the pure and the blest; We’ll have the palm, the robe, the crown, And forever be at rest. Languages: English Tune Title: [We have heard from the bright, the holy land]
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We Have Heard

Author: W. H. Hyde Hymnal: Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal #453 (1985) Meter: Irregular First Line: We have heard from the bright, the holy land Lyrics: 1 We have heard from the bright, the holy, land; We have heard, and our hearts are glad; For we were a lonely pilgrim band, And weary, and worn, and sad. They tell us the saints have a dwelling there- No longer are homeless ones; And we know that the goodly land is fair, Where life’s pure river runs. 2 They say green fields are waving there, That never a blight shall know; And the deserts wild are blooming fair, And the roses of Sharon grow. There are lovely birds in the bowers green, Their songs are blithe and sweet; And their warblings, gushing ever new, The angels’ harpings greet. 3 We have heard of the palms, the robes, the crowns, And the silvery band in white; Of the city fair, with pearly gates, All radiant with light. We have heard of the angels there, and saints, With their harps of gold, how they sing; Of the mount with the fruitful tree of life, Of the leaves that healing bring. 4 The King of that country, He is fair, He’s the joy and light of the place; In His beauty we shall behold Him there, And bask in His smiling face, We’ll be there, we’ll be there in a little while, We’ll join the pure and the blest; We’ll have the palm, the robe, the crown, And forever be at rest. Topics: Early Advent Tune Title: WE HAVE HEARD
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We have heard from the bright, the holy land

Author: W. H. Hyde Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1010 (1886) Lyrics: 1 We have heard from the bright, the holy land, We have heard and our hearts are glad; For we were a lonely pilgrim band, And weary, and worn, and sad. They tell us the saints have a dwelling there; No longer are homeless ones; And we know that the goodly land is fair, Where life's pure river runs. 2 They say green fields are waving there, That never a blight shall know; And the deserts wild are blooming fair, And the roses of Sharon grow. There are lovely birds in the bowers green, Their songs are blithe and sweet; And their warblings, gushing ever new, The angels' harpings greet. 3 We have heard of the palms, the robes, the crowns, And the silvery band in white; Of the city fair, with pearly gates, All radiant with light. We have heard of the angels there, and saints, With their harps of gold, how they sing: Of the mount, with the fruitful tree of life, Of the leaves that healing bring. 4 The King of that country, he is fair, He's the joy and light of the place; In his beauty we shall behold him there, And bask in his smiling face. We'll be there, we'll be there in a little while, We'll join the pure and the blest; We'll have the palm, the robe, the crown, And forever be at rest. Topics: Reward of Saints Tune Title: WE HAVE HEARD
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We Have Heard

Author: W. H. Hyde Hymnal: Songs for Service #86 (1905) First Line: We have heard from the bright, the holy land Languages: English Tune Title: [We have heard from the bright, the holy land]
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We Have Heard

Author: W. H. Hyde Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #305 (1941) Meter: Irregular First Line: We have heard from the bright, the holy, land Topics: The Gospel Reward of the Saints Languages: English Tune Title: WE HAVE HEARD
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The Better Land

Hymnal: The New Jubilee Harp #277 (1885) First Line: We have heard of a bright, a better land Languages: English Tune Title: [We have heard of a bright, a better land]
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The Better Land

Hymnal: The New Jubilee Harp #277 (1888) First Line: We have heard of a bright, a better land Languages: English Tune Title: [We have heard of a bright, a better land]

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