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
Words: Nettie H. Sweet, in The Golden Sheaf (Boston, Massachusetts: Advent Christian Publication Society, 1902), number 167.
Music: Tokat H. H. Snow (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Snow’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him or Sweet,
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.