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1 There is a land where dwellers sweetly rest,
Beyond the discord of earth's stormy years;
Where heartaches never more shall vex the breast,
And God's own hand shall wipe away all tears.
2 A better land where mortals reap in joy
The harvest sown in disappointment here;
Where love shall claim its own, nor fears annoy--
Where there is perfect love without a fear.
3 A joyous land, with music on the air,
Where angel voices swell the gladsome strain;
Bright gleams life's river, softly flowing, fair;
There is no death in all that wide domain.Source: The Golden Sheaf: a collection of choice hymns and songs especially designed for Sunday schools, loyal worker's meetings, prayer and social services (Enl. ed.) #167