Brief life is here our portion; Brief sorrow, short lived care; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Oh happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest; For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest!
And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown.
And He, whom now we trust in, Shall then be seen and known; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own.
The morning shall awaken, The shadows flee away, And each true hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day.
There God, our king and portion, In fullness of His grace, We then shall see forever, And worship face to face. Amin.
PART 2
or thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep. The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast And medicine in sickness And love and life and rest.
O one, O only mansion, O paradise of joy, Where tears are ever banished And smiles have no alloy! The Lamb is all thy splendor, The Crucified thy praise; His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise.
With jasper glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze; The sardis and the topaz Unite in thee their rays; Thine ageless walls are bonded With amethyst unpriced; The saints build up thy fabric, The cornerstone is Christ.
Thou hast no shore, fair ocean; Thou hast no time, bright day, Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away! Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower; Thine is the victor’s laurel And thine the golden dower. Amin.