There is a happy land
Far, far away:
Where saints in glory stand,
Bright, bright as day.
O, how they sweetly sing,
"Worthy is our Saviour King."
Loud, praise for aye.
Come to this happy land,
Come, come away;
Why still delay?
O, we shalla happy be.
When from sin and sorrow free,
Lord, we shall happy live with Thee!
Blest, blest for aye.
Bright in that happy land
Beams every eye-
Kept by a Father`s hand,
Love cannot die.
On then to Jesus run;
Trust in God´s beloved Son;
Then bright abobe the sun
We´ll reign for aye.
Far, far away:
Where saints in glory stand,
Bright, bright as day.
O, how they sweetly sing,
"Worthy is our Saviour King."
Loud, praise for aye.
Come to this happy land,
Come, come away;
Why still delay?
O, we shalla happy be.
When from sin and sorrow free,
Lord, we shall happy live with Thee!
Blest, blest for aye.
Bright in that happy land
Beams every eye-
Kept by a Father`s hand,
Love cannot die.
On then to Jesus run;
Trust in God´s beloved Son;
Then bright abobe the sun
We´ll reign for aye.
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