10504. O, Land of the Blessed!

1 O land of the blessèd! thy shadowless skies
Sometimes in my dreaming I see;
I hear the glad songs that the glorified sing
Steal over eternity’s sea;
Though dark are the shadows that gather between,
I know that thy morning is fair;
I catch but a glimpse of thy glory and light,
And whisper: Would God I were there!

2 O land of the blessèd! thy hills of delight
Sometimes to my vision unfold;
Thy mansions celestial, thy palaces bright,
Thy bulwarks of jasper and gold;
Dear voices are chanting thy chorus of praise,
Their forms in thy sunlight are fair;
I look from the valley of shadows below,
And whisper: Would God I were there!

3 Dear home of my Father, thou city of peace,
No shadow of changing can mar;
How glad are the souls that have tasted thy joy!
How blest thine inhabitants are!
When weary of toiling, I think of the day—
Who knows if its dawning be near—
When He who doth love me shall call me away
From all that hath burdened me here.

Text Information
First Line: O land of the blessèd! thy shadowless skies
Title: O, Land of the Blessed!
Author: Emily H. Miller
Meter: D
Language: English
Source: Song Life by Philip Phillips (New York: Harper & Brothers, 1872)
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Composer: Ira David Sankey (1887)
Meter: D
Key: g minor
Copyright: Public Domain

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