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<h2>THE SHEPHERD&#8217;S FOLD ON HIGH</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;There shall be one fold, [and] one Shepherd.&#8221; John 10:16</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_crosby_fj.html" target="_blank">Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby</a>, circa 1892.
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<p>When the sheep have all been gathered,<br>
To the Shepherd&#8217;s fold on high,<br>
And are resting, sweetly resting<br>
&#8217;Neath a calm, unchanging sky;<br>
When we look with cloudless vision<br>
Stretching far and far away,<br>
O&#8217;er that land beyond the sunset,<br>
Where the morning breezes play.</p>
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<p class="refrain">There, beside the wells of water<br>
From celestial springs,<br>
Celestial springs that flow,<br>
There the everlasting kindness<br>
Of our Savior we shall know.</p>
<p>When our final march is ended,<br>
And the last dread conflict o&#8217;er;<br>
When the world recedes forever,<br>
To revolve as now no more;<br>
When the hosts of God&#8217;s redeemed ones<br>
With the grand orchestral throng<br>
Of the angels and archangels<br>
Shout their hallelujah song.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p>There&#8217;s a river that proceedeth<br>
From our Father&#8217;s throne above,<br>
Still reflecting on its bosom<br>
His eternal light of love;<br>
Oh, to think that on its margin<br>
With our kindred we may dwell,<br>
In a home beyond the shadows<br>
Never more to say farewell.</p>
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