Where gold­en harps are ring­ing.

"Where gold­en harps are ring­ing." appears in 1 hymns in our collection, reflecting its spiritual significance in worship.

“Where gold­en harps are ring­ing.”· 1 hymn found
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That per­fect rest naught can mo­lest,

Where gold­en harps are ring­ing.

Let sor­row’s rud­est tem­pest blow,

My Days Are Gliding Swiftly By

lyricist: David Nelson, 1835
Composer: George Root, 1855
Hymn 1

...That per­fect rest naught can mo­lest,

Where gold­en harps are ring­ing.

Let sor­row’s rud­est tem­pest blow,...

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That per­fect rest naught can mo­lest,

Where gold­en harps are ring­ing.

Let sor­row’s rud­est tem­pest blow,

My Days Are Gliding Swiftly By

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