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Text:Nay, 'tis not what we fancied it

311. Nay, 'tis not what we fancied it

1 Nay, 'tis not what we fancied it,
This magic world of ours;
We thought its skies were only blue,
Its fields all sun and flowers.

2 But clouds came up with gloom and shade,
Our sky was overcast;
The hot mist threw its blight around,
Sunshine and flowers went past.

3 Far fairer is the land we seek,
A land without a tomb,
An everlasting resting place,
A sure and glorious home.

4 Far sunnier than the hills of time
Are its eternal hills;
Far fresher than the rills of earth
Are its eternal rills.

5 No blight can fall upon its flowers,
No darkness fill its air;
Its lasting day is ever bright,
For Christ its sun is there.

Text Information
First Line: Nay, 'tis not what we fancied it
Language: English
Publication Date: 1868
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