Don't It Make You Want to Go

Have you ever thought about what's in store in that city that's built on high
 Where unkind words are never heard no more and no tear will ever fill our eyes
 There you can roam and always feel at home where the weather is always fine
 You can do anything you wanna do and never have to worry 'bout the time
 Don't you wanna go to that home on highWhere we'll live and never die
 Sit down by the river of life
 Linger just a little while
 Walk a little further on down the streets of gold
 See Jesus and the saints of old
 Talk about the half that ain't been told
 Don't it make you wanna go
 The more I get to thinkin' 'bout paradise the more it makes me wanna go
 Jesus wrote my name in the book of life and His blood washed me white as snow
 Whenever I read in God's Holy Word, John the revelator wrote it down
 I wonder how he must've felt when he saw new Jerusalem coming down
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 Talk about the half that ain't been told
 Don't it make you wanna go
 Don't you wanna go