Since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside Thee, what He hath prepared for him that waiteth for Him. Isaiah 64:4
Sweet surprises wait the Christian,
In the Father’s home on high;
Music, earthly ear hath heard not,
Scenes, too bright for mortal eye.
Let us hear the Spirit, whispering,
Of the heav’nly joys to come;
Live by faith in Him who saved us,
Till we reach that glorious home.
Loftiest flights of human fancy,
Cannot grasp a single trace;
Of the Heav’n prevailing glory,
Beaming from the Savior’s face.
Brighter than the piercing sun rays,
Clearer than the moon’s pure light,
Is the glory, grand, eternal,
Of that land that knows no night.