1 High in yonder realms of light
Dwell the raptured saints above,
Far beyond our feeble sight,
Happy in Immanuel's love.
2 Pilgrims in this vale of tears,
Once they knew, like us below,
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears,
Torturing pain, and heavy woe.
3 But, these days of weeping o'er,
Past this scene of toil and pain,
They shall feel distress no more,
Never--never weep again.
4 ‘Mid the chorus of the skies,
‘Mid th’angelic lyres above,
Hark--their songs melodious rise,
Songs of praise to Jesus' love!
5 Happy Spirits! ye are fled
Where no grief can entrance find:
Lulled to rest the aching head,
Soothed the anguish of the mind.
6 Every tear is wiped away--
Sighs no more shall heave the breast;
Night is lost in endless day--
Sorrow, in eternal rest.
Source: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #584
High in yonder realms of light. T. Baffles. [Heaven.] First published in 6 stanzas of 8 lines in theSupplement to the Evangelical Magazine for Dec. 1808, with the signature "T.R." In 1812 it was included in Collyer's Collection, and subsequently in numerous hymnals in Great Britain and America, including Raffles's Supplement to Watts, 1853, and his Hymns, 1868. It is the most popular of his hymns both in Great Britain and America, and is in extensive use.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)