Text: | Far beyond this world of sorrow |
Author: | C. Collins |
1 Far beyond this world of sorrow,
Where the ransomed millions rest,
There's a glorious endless morrow
In the mansions of the blest.
2 There, 'neath bowers of deathless glory,
Ev'ry heart, with peace possessed,
Sweetly chants redemption's story
In the mansions of the blest.
3 There are those we've loved and cherished,
Leaning on our Saviour's breast;
They're at home--not dead or perished,
In the mansions of the blest.
4 There the day knows no declining,
Neither shade nor twilight rest,
But a sunlight brightness shining
In the mansions of the blest.
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First Line: | Far beyond this world of sorrow |
Author: | C. Collins |
Meter: | 8s & 7s |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Heaven; Song of Heaven |