There is a land mine eye hath seen, In visions of enraptured thought, So bright that all which spreads between Is with its radiant glories fraught.
O land of love, ... of joy and light, . . . Thy glories gild . . . earth's darkest night ; . Thy tranquil shore ... we too shall see, .. When day shall break . . . and shadows flee.
2. A land upon whose blissful shore There rests no shadow, falls no stain ; There those who meet shall part no more, And those long parted meet again.
3. Its skies are not like earthly skies, With varying hues of shade and light ; It hath no need of suns, to rise To dissipate the gloom of night.
4. There sweeps no desolating wind Across the calm, serene abode : The wanderer there a home may find Within the paradise of God.