Land of Rest
Note that the book from which this song was taken is currently out of print.
1. There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
O the land of rest! O the land of rest!
Where Christ and his people meet!
The land of the blest, all in beauty drest,
Where saints all their loved ones greet!
2. There everlasting spring abides,
And never withering flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.