Scripture Verse

God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4


Words: Ed­en R. Lat­ta, in The Shin­ing Ri­ver, ed­it­ed by Hen­ry S. Per­kins & Will­iam Per­kins (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Ol­iv­er Dit­son, 1875), page 56.

Music: Will­iam O. Per­kins (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Eden R. Latta


When we get home to that beautiful land,
With its beautiful city of gold;
When we have passed o’er the river of death,
And are safe in the heavenly fold;
Wearisome toil, tribulation and care,
That burden our spirits today,
Like as a dream or a shadow shall pass—
Shall pass, unreturning, away.


When we get home, how sweet ’twill be!
When we get home, how sweet ’twill be!

When we get home from our wanderings here
To that clime where they wander no more;
When, with the loved that have passed into rest,
We shall stand with our harps on the shore;
Sorrow and strife, and our proneness to err,
The pain and the sickness we bear,
Like as a dream or a shadow shall pass,
And ne’er shall they trouble us there.


When we get home, and it will not be long,
Till we finish our journey below;
When we shall lose every cumbering weight,
And the sins that doth hinder us so;
Tears that we shed in our sorrowful hours,
The fears and the doubts that molest,
Like as a dream or a shadow shall pass,
And reach not the home of the blest.