O, heaven is where no secret dread
May haunt us by its power;
Where from the past no gloom is shed
Upon the present hour.
And there the living waters flow
Along the radiant shore;
The soul, now wandering here, shall know
Its burning thirst no more.
The burden of the stranger’s heart,
Which here unknown we bear,
Like the night-shadow shall depart
With our first wakening there.
And, borne on eagle’s wings afar,
Free thought shall claim its dower,
From every sphere, from every star,
Of glory and of power.
|Instances (1 - 4 of 4)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #361||A Vision of Heaven||O, Heaven is where no secret dread||C. M.||1866|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #361||O, heaven is where no secret dread||1848||Brigg's Coll.|
|Hymns for Public Worship #510||Oh! Heaven is where no secret dread||Hemans||1845|
|The Gospel Psalmist #716||A Vision of Heaven||O heaven is where no secret dread||1861||Death and Immortal Life |||Briggs' Coll|