Scripture Verse

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


Charles Wesley (1707–1788)

Words: Charles Wes­ley, Hymns for Whit­sun­day, num­ber 32. Pub­lished in Hymns of Pe­ti­tion and Thanks­giv­ing for the Pro­mise of the Fa­ther (Bris­tol, Eng­land: 1746).

Music: Ho­san­na (Gaunt­lett) Hen­ry J. Gaunt­lett (1805–1876) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Henry J. Gauntlett (1805–1876)
National Portrait Gallery



Away with our fears,
Our trou­bles and tears.
The Spir­it is come,
The wit­ness of Je­sus
Returned to His home;
The pledge of our Lord
To His Hea­ven re­stored
Is sent from the sky,
And tells us our head
Is ex­alt­ed on high.

Our ad­vo­cate there
By His blood and His pray­er
The gift hath ob­tained,
For us He hath prayed,
And the Com­fort­er gained;
Our glo­ri­fied head
His Spir­it hath shed
With His peo­ple to stay
And ne­ver again
Will He take Him away.

Our hea­ven­ly guide
With us shall abide,
His com­forts im­part,
And set up His king­dom
Of love in the heart.
The heart that be­lieves
His king­dom re­ceives
His pow­er and His peace,
His life, and His joy’s
Everlasting in­crease.

The pre­sence di­vine
Doth in­ward­ly shine,
The She­chi­nah shall rest
On all our as­sem­blies,
And glow in our breast;
By day, and by night
The pil­lar of light
Our steps shall at­tend,
And con­voy us safe
To our pros­per­ous end.

Then let us re­joice
In heart and in voice
Our leader pur­sue,
And shout as we tra­vel
The wil­der­ness through;
With the Spir­it re­move
To Zi­on above,
Triumphant arise,
And walk with our God,
Till we fly to the skies.