Scripture Verse

Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him. 1 Corinthians 2:9


Words: War­ren M. Smith, in The Voice of Me­lo­dy (Day­ton, Ohio: Unit­ed Breth­ren Pub­lish­ing House, 1899), num­ber 74.

Music: H. W. Por­ter (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Smith or Por­ter’s full name, or where to get good pho­tos of them (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?


When I cross the shining threshold
Of my Father’s open door,
When I hear the white robed chorus
Singing, Glory evermore
Unto Him who loved and gave Himself
A ransom for all sin
Then my raptured soul will realize
How much I owe to Him.
Oh! the beauties of that city
Tongue or pen can never tell,
But I here may have a foretaste
Of that land in which all dwell
Who have sought the lowly Master
And have followed where He trod,
And have passed beyond the river,
Evermore to be with God.

There all sorrow and all trials
Are forevermore unknown;
From my eyes all tears are banished
By the Lamb upon the throne;
There the streets of that bright city
Are all paved with purest gold,
And my blessèd Lord and Master
Rarest beauties will unfold.
There my loved ones are awaiting
Till I cross the swelling tide,
And with them I share the beauty
Of my Savior crucified;
With this hope that’s set before me,
And a heart from sin set free,
Keep me, Jesus, ever faithful,
Till at last Thou callest me.