Scripture Verse

God shall wipe away all tears…and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain. Revelation 21:4

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Ho­san­na for the Sun­day School, ed­it­ed by Al­fred T. Schauf­fler (New York: Cen­tu­ry Com­pa­ny, 1898), num­ber 103. This source gives the au­thor as J. C. French. This is prob­ab­ly one of Fan­ny’s ma­ny pseu­do­nyms—she is cre­dit­ed as the ly­ri­cist in all known sub­se­quent pub­li­ca­tions of this song. We al­so note that Fran­ces Jane Cros­by and J. C. French have the same ini­tials, in a dif­fer­ent or­der.

Music: Hu­bert P. Main (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Hubert P. Main (1839–1925)

Lyrics

O mor­row land, abid­ing land,
We’re tra­vel­ing home to thee;
Beyond the sha­dow and the shade,
Thy ra­di­ant hills we see!

Refrain

We’re tra­vel­ing home to thee;
We’re tra­vel­ing home to thee;
And soon, be­yond the ri­ver’s brink,
Thy glo­ry we shall see.

O mor­row land, abid­ing land,
No tears of sor­row there;
No ach­ing hearts, nor wea­ry eyes;
Within thy dwell­ing fair.

Refrain

O mor­row land, abid­ing land,
We soon shall reach thy shore,
And clasp the hands of those we love,
To meet, and part no more.

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