There shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain…The city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Revelation 21:4,23
Words: Cordelia J. Bridgewater, in The Silver Star, edited by B. B. Bateman & G. M. Bateman (Knoxville, Tennessee: Bateman Brothers, 1920).
Music: Andy P. Bland (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Bridgewater or Bland (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
We read of a place that’s called Heaven,
It’s made for the pure and the free;
These truths in God’s word He has given,
How beautiful Heaven must be.
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How beautiful Heaven must be,
Sweet home of the happy and free;
Fair haven of rest for the weary,
How beautiful Heaven must be.
In Heaven, no drooping nor pining,
No wishing for elsewhere to be;
God’s light is forever there shining,
How beautiful Heaven must be.
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Pure waters of life there are flowing,
And all who will drink may be free;
Rare jewels of splendor are glowing,
How beautiful Heaven must be.
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The angels so sweetly are singing,
Up there by the beautiful sea;
The song of redemption is ringing,
How beautiful Heaven must be.
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