The city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives it light, and the Lamb is its lamp.@Revelation 21:23
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William O. Cushing (1823–1902)

William O. Cushing, 1896.

Ira D. Sankey (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Ira D. Sankey (1840–1908)

One night during the Boxer revolt, when the Chinese had set fire to many buildings and it seemed as though all the missionaries and native Christians in a besieged city would be destroyed, the children belonging to the Junior Christian Endeavor Society held a meeting in a chapel. While the crackling of the flames, the sharp report of Chinese guns, and the cries of men and women running to and fro were rending the air, these little disciples of Jesus were singing: There’ll be no dark valley when Jesus Comes.


A missionary, working in the slums of a city in Ireland, writes me as follows: I feel constrained to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the great blessings I have received from singing your songs. I am a worker in the slums of——and I find that your songs reach the hearts of fallen men and women before anything else. I have just returned home from our meeting, and the message I sang to-night was your sweet song, There’ll be no dark valley when Jesus comes. I want to thank you in particular for this song, because it presents death to us in such a glorious way. The old Welsh people used to speak and sing of death as something very fearful—a dark river, great waves, and so on—and I remember my dear mother singing all the Welsh hymns referring to death, until I shuddered. But, praise the Lord, I know now that it is different. Your little song has confirmed this belief in me not only, but in many, many more souls.

Sankey, pp. 284–85

There’ll be no dark valley when Jesus comes,
There’ll be no dark valley when Jesus comes;
There’ll be no dark valley when Jesus comes
To gather His loved ones home.

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To gather His loved ones home (safe home),
To gather His loved ones home (safe home);
There’ll be no dark valley when Jesus comes
To gather His loved ones home.

There’ll be no more sorrow when Jesus comes,
There’ll be no more sorrow when Jesus comes;
But a glorious morrow when Jesus comes
To gather His loved ones home.

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There’ll be no more weeping when Jesus comes,
There’ll be no more weeping when Jesus comes;
But a blessèd reaping when Jesus comes
To gather His loved ones home.

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There’ll be songs of greeting when Jesus comes,
There’ll be songs of greeting when Jesus comes;
And a joyful meeting when Jesus comes
To gather His loved ones home.

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