1 I love to think of that happy land,
By the jasper sea;
Where the eye shall never be dimmed by tears,
And the smiling face of Jesus appears;
For death may not sever the household band,
When they all gather there on the golden strand,
By the jasper sea, by the jasper sea.
2 I love to talk of that happy land,
By the jasper sea;
For there is no trouble, or pain or sin,
Where the white robed angels welcome us in;
To all that is beautiful, calm and bright,
O’er the river of death, thro’ the gates of light,
By the jasper sea, by the jasper sea.
3 I love to think of that happy land,
By the jasper sea;
For the Savior dwells on its blissful shore;
And His blood-bought ones shall sorrow no more,
For endless and sure shall His bright reign be
On the throne of His love by the jasper sea,
By the jasper sea, by the jasper sea.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #13596