Scripture Verse

There remaineth…a rest to the people of God. Hebrews 4:9


Johann H. Schein

Words: Jo­han O. Wall­in, 1816. Trans­lat­ed from Swe­dish to Eng­lish by Claude W. Foss (1855–1935).

Music: Ei­sen­ach Jo­hann H. Schein, 1628. Har­mo­ny by Jo­hann S. Bach (1685–1750) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know when the words were writ­ten or trans­lat­ed, or the orig­in­al ti­tle,

Johan O. Wallin


To realms of glory in the skies
I see my Lord returning,
While I, a stranger in the earth,
For heaven am ever yearning.
’Mid toil and sorrow here I roam,
Far from my heavenly Father’s home.

Far from my home—how long, dear Lord,
Before my exile endeth?
But far beyond the realms of sense
My fervent prayer ascendeth;
My prayer, unuttered, but a groan,
Shall rend the skies and reach Throne.

Yet visions of the promised land
By faith my soul obtaineth;
There shall I dwell forevermore
Where Christ in glory reigneth;
In mansions of that bright abode,
The city of the living God.

In that blest city is no night,
Nor any pain or weeping;
There is my treasure, there my heart,
Safe in the Savior’s keeping;
In Heaven, my risen Lord, with Thee
May all my thought and living be.

In glory He shall come again
To earth as He ascended;
So let me wait and watch and pray,
Until my da is ended.
That day, O Lord, is hid from me,
But daily I do wait for Thee.

How blessèd shall those servants be,
O Lord, at Thy returning,
Whose hearts are waiting still for Thee,
Whose lamps are trimmed and burning;
Them wilt Thou take to dwell with Thee
In joy and peace eternally.