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 21:23
Words: J. S. Kimbrough, in The Best Gospel Songs and Their Composers (Dalton, Georgia: Anthony J. Showalter, 1904), number 45.
Music: Albert C. Neece (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you Kimbrough’s full name, or where to get a better photo of him, would you ?
No night in Heav’n! O blessèd thought,
With joy and holy rapture fraught,
No shadows veil its glory bright,
Nor dim its radiant heav’nly light.
To that fair land, O let me come,
When sinks at last life’s setting sun,
And hope in glad fruition blest,
Shall end in everlasting rest.
No tears in Heav’n! nothing but joy,
Sweet happiness without alloy,
No crying there, no grief or pain,
No sorrows ever come again.
No longing for the day to come,
No waiting for the coming morn,
No waning of the glorious light,
No fading of the landscape bright.
Celestial beauties evermore
Shall bloom on that eternal shore,
While pleasures die not nor decay,
In that bright clime of endless day.