
Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #932 (1873) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The World to Come Lyrics: 1 There is a world we have not seen,
That wasting time can ne'er destroy,
Where mortal footstep hath not been,
Nor ear hath caught its sounds of joy.
2 That world to come! and, oh, how blest!--
Fairer than prophets ever told;
And never did an angel-guest
One half its blessedness unfold.
3 It is all holy and serene,--
The land of glory and repose;
And there, to dim the radiant scene,
No tear of sorrow ever flows.
4 It is not fanned by summer gale;
'Tis not refreshed by vernal showers
It never needs the moonbeam pale,
For there are known no evening hours.
5 There forms unseen by mortal eye,
Too glorious for our sight to bear,
Are walking with their God on high,
And waiting our arrival there.
There is a world we have not seen