They tell me of a land so fair, Unseen by mortal eyes, Where spring in fadeless beauty blooms Beneath unclouded skies,
" Eye . . .hath not seen . . . ear . . . hath not heard, . . . neither hath it entered into the heart of man, . . the things . . which God . . . hath prepared . . for . them, . . prepared . for . them . . that love . . Him." . .
2. They tell me of a land so fair, _ Where all is light and song; Where angel-choirs their anthems join With yonder blood- washed throng.
3. No radiant beams from sun or moon Adorn that land so fair; For He who sits upon the throne Shines forth resplendent there !
4. O land of light and love and joy, Where comes no night of care, What will our song of triumph be When we shall enter there !