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If we are willing, he will teach us, to love our brothers, to dance and sing.
We dream of His seat in heaven. Around his head his flowers ring
O prince in heaven we sing for rapture. We all must perish, our flowers and our names.
But the flowers in our Prince’s kingdom, they shall not perish, they shall remain
There is a joy there and there is friendship for our passage we shall sing
We dream of his seat in heaven around our heads his flowers ring.