| Song | Heaven's Bright Shore |
| Artist | Alison Krauss & Union Station |
| Album | Two Highways |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Stanley | |
| (A. Kennedy) | |
| Out on the hills of gloryland | |
| So happy and free at God's right hand | |
| They tell of a place of marvelous grace | |
| On heaven's bright shore. | |
| Pilgrims on earth some day will go | |
| To live in that home for evermore. | |
| Trusting in him who died for sin and rose from the grave. | |
| On heaven's bright shore (on heavens's bright shore) | |
| There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there) | |
| Not one little grave (not one little grave) | |
| In all that fair land (that wonderful land.) | |
| Not even a tear will dim the eye | |
| And no one up there will say goodbye | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven's bright shore (on heaven's bright shore.) | |
| When I must cross that rolling tide | |
| There'll be someone on the other side | |
| Welcoming me to that fair land made perfect by love | |
| When I walk up thet milky white way | |
| I'll see that home coming in array | |
| How great it must be for angels to see a pilgrim reach home. | |
| On heaven's bright shore (on heavens's bright shore) | |
| There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there) | |
| Not one little grave (not one little grave) | |
| In all that fair land (that wonderful land.) | |
| Not even a tear will dim the eye | |
| And no one up there will say goodbye | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven's bright shore (on heaven's bright shore.) | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven's bright shore... |
| zuo qu : Stanley | |
| A. Kennedy | |
| Out on the hills of gloryland | |
| So happy and free at God' s right hand | |
| They tell of a place of marvelous grace | |
| On heaven' s bright shore. | |
| Pilgrims on earth some day will go | |
| To live in that home for evermore. | |
| Trusting in him who died for sin and rose from the grave. | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heavens' s bright shore | |
| There' s gonna be no more dyin' over there | |
| Not one little grave not one little grave | |
| In all that fair land that wonderful land. | |
| Not even a tear will dim the eye | |
| And no one up there will say goodbye | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heaven' s bright shore. | |
| When I must cross that rolling tide | |
| There' ll be someone on the other side | |
| Welcoming me to that fair land made perfect by love | |
| When I walk up thet milky white way | |
| I' ll see that home coming in array | |
| How great it must be for angels to see a pilgrim reach home. | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heavens' s bright shore | |
| There' s gonna be no more dyin' over there | |
| Not one little grave not one little grave | |
| In all that fair land that wonderful land. | |
| Not even a tear will dim the eye | |
| And no one up there will say goodbye | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heaven' s bright shore. | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven' s bright shore... |
| zuò qǔ : Stanley | |
| A. Kennedy | |
| Out on the hills of gloryland | |
| So happy and free at God' s right hand | |
| They tell of a place of marvelous grace | |
| On heaven' s bright shore. | |
| Pilgrims on earth some day will go | |
| To live in that home for evermore. | |
| Trusting in him who died for sin and rose from the grave. | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heavens' s bright shore | |
| There' s gonna be no more dyin' over there | |
| Not one little grave not one little grave | |
| In all that fair land that wonderful land. | |
| Not even a tear will dim the eye | |
| And no one up there will say goodbye | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heaven' s bright shore. | |
| When I must cross that rolling tide | |
| There' ll be someone on the other side | |
| Welcoming me to that fair land made perfect by love | |
| When I walk up thet milky white way | |
| I' ll see that home coming in array | |
| How great it must be for angels to see a pilgrim reach home. | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heavens' s bright shore | |
| There' s gonna be no more dyin' over there | |
| Not one little grave not one little grave | |
| In all that fair land that wonderful land. | |
| Not even a tear will dim the eye | |
| And no one up there will say goodbye | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven' s bright shore on heaven' s bright shore. | |
| Just singing his praise through endless days | |
| On heaven' s bright shore... |