He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of His people shall He take away from off all the earth: for the Lord hath spoken it.
Isaiah 25:8
Words: Author unknown, 12th Century (Dies illa, dies vitae). Translated from Latin to English by Herbert Kynaston, Occasional Hymns (London: R. Clay, Son & Taylor, 1862), number 7.
Music: Sailing Philip P. Bliss, 1871 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Day of Life, all sorrows ending,
Day when death itself will die,
All the veil of darkness rending
On the mountain, on the sky:
Travailed for in all creation
Light shall now no more delay,
Crowning prayer with swift salvation,
Wiping every tear away.
O what blissful joy’s endearing,
Hearts so weary and so sore,
Those who loved His first appearing
Now to see and love Him more!
O what rapture, O what pleasure,
Now no worldly joys to love;
O what sorrow, now no treasure
There to find amassed above!