There is a world to come

1 There is a world to come,
Blessed and pure;
It is the Christian's home,
Long to endure.
O 'tis a world most bright,
No more death, nor woe, nor night,
Faith views it with delight,
Knowing 'tis sure.

2 There Jesus Christ shall reign,
All glorious King!
There music's rapturous strain
Ever will ring:
Saints, who in ages by,
Suffered, and were called to die,
There in sweet harmony,
Anthems will sing.

3 O, 'twill be paradise,
Eden restored;
All beauteous in their eyes
Who love the word:
Wastes, that are now so drear,
Like the rose shall blossom there,
And be a garden fair,
As saith the Lord.

4 There life's unfading tree
Will bloom most fair,
And immortality
Its leaves shall bear;
While a pure stream will flow,
And a joy no mortals know
Will to each soul bestow
Who enters there.

5 O, that bright world to come!
Tongue cannot tell
How blessed is the home
Where saints will dwell;
Turn then from sin away,
And the word of God obey,
Then at the last great day,
All will be well.

Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #1001