1 There is a fold whence none can stray,
And pastures ever green,
Where sultry sun, or stormy day,
Or night, is never seen.
2 Far up the everlasting hills,
In God's own light, it lies;
His smile its vast dimension fills
With joy that never dies.
3 One narrow vale, one darksome wave,
Divides that land from tis;
I have a Shepherd pledged to save,
And bear me home to bliss.
4 Soon at His feet my soul will lie,
In life's last struggling breath;
But I shall only seem to die,
I shall not taste of death.
5 Far from this guilty world, to be
Exempt from toil and strife;
To spend eternity with Thee,--
My Saviour, this is life!
Hymnal: according to the use of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, 1871
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