God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.@Revelation 21:4

Net­tie H. Sweet, in The Gold­en Sheaf (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Ad­vent Chris­tian Pub­li­ca­tion So­ci­e­ty, 1902), num­ber 167.

To­kat H. H. Snow (🔊 pdf nwc).

There is a land where dwellers sweetly rest,
Beyond the discord of earth’s stormy years;
Where heartaches never more shall vex the breast,
And God’s own hand shall wipe away all tears.

A better land where mortals reap in joy
The harvest sown in disappointment here;
Where love shall claim its own, nor fears annoy—
Where there is perfect love without a fear.

A joyous land, with music on the air,
Where angel voices swell the gladsome strain;
Bright gleams life’s river, softly flowing, fair;
There is no death in all that wide domain.