Text: | In Heaven Above, in Heaven Above |
Author: | W. Maccall |
Author: | Johan Aastroem |
1 In heav'n above, in heav'n above,
Where God our Father dwells:
How boundless there the blessedness!
No tongue its greatness tells:
There face to face, and full and free,
Ever and evermore we see--
We see the Lord of hosts!
2 In heav'n above, in heav'n above,
What glory deep and bright!
The splendor of the noonday sun
Grows pale before its light:
The mighty Sun that ne'er goes down,
Before whose gleam clouds never frown,
Is God the Lord of hosts.
3 In heaven above, in heaven above,
No tears of pain are shed:
For nothing e'er shall fade or die;
Life’s fullness round is spread,
And, like an ocean, joy o’erflows,
And with immortal mercy glows
Our God the Lord of hosts!
4 In heaven above, in heaven above,
God hath a joy prepared,
Which mortal ear hath never heard,
Nor mortal vision shared,
Which never entered mortal breast,
By mortal lips was ne'er expressed,
O God the Lord of hosts!
Amen.
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First Line: | In heav'n above, in heav'n above |
Title: | In Heaven Above, in Heaven Above |
Author: | W. Maccall |
Author: | Johan Aastroem |
Publication Date: | 1937 |