Faith dis­cerns a coun­try bright­er than day,
It is free from earth­ly sor­row and care;
With my jour­ney ended and my bat­tle won,
I shall rest in man­sions built ov­er there.

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Over there! Ov­er there! When my work here is done,
I shall go to that land so beau­ti­ful and fair;
Over there! Ov­er there! O I long for the joy
And the peace of the home ov­er there.

Just be­yond the river flow­ing so still
Through the sha­dows veil­ing time’s so­lemn shore,
Lies the land eter­nal where re­deemed ones dwell,
And where blight of ev­il comes ne­ver­more.

Refrain

In the light that shin­eth there from the face
Of the bless­èd Sav­ior I shall abide;
Through the end­less ag­es saved by His shed blood,
I shall in His pre­sence be sa­tis­fied.

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