Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.@1 Corinthians 2:9
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Fanny Crosby
(1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Songs of Love and Praise No. 3, ed­it­ed by John R. Swe­ney, Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick & Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1896).

Music: Lil­ly Dale Hen­ry S. Thomp­son, 1852 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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There’s a land unseen
By our mortal eyes,
And its joys no tongue can tell;
Where in robes of white,
In its vales of light,
We shall meet, and forever dwell.

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O Eden, dear Eden,
Home bright and fair,
Soon our bark will land
On thy golden stand,
And our rest will be glorious there.

Though our ties may break
And our hearts may grieve,
While the cross on earth we bear;
There is joy at last,
When our voyage is past,
And our rest will be glorious there.

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Let us look above
When the clouds are dark,
Let us look by faith and prayer;
Then we’ll anchor safe
O’er the storm girt wave,
And our rest will be glorious there.

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We shall meet ere long
In a world of song,
And its fadeless beauty share;
We shall meet and sing
Through eternal spring,
And our rest will be glorious there.

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