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There'll be no night there

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1 There’ll be no night there, where God’s children meet
With the sav’d and blest, O the thought is sweet!
There’ll be no night there, neither grief nor tears
In the mansions fair thro’ the endless years.

There’ll be no night there, in that city fair,
For the Lamb is the light; there’ll be no night there;
There’ll be no night there, there’ll be no night there,
Over in that home-land, no night there.

2 There’ll be no night there, neither death nor pain
E’er can enter in with their sombre train;
Past the city gates no more losses come,
Not a sigh, not care reach our heav’nly home. [Refrain]

3 There’ll be no night there, in that land of rest,
Only light and love, endless joys so blest;
No more parting hours in that city fair,
But eternal life; there’ll be no night there. [Refrain]

Source: The Old Story in Song #67

Author: Ida L. Reed

Ida Lilliard Reed, 1865-1951 Born: November 30, 1865, near Ar­den, Bar­bour Coun­ty, West Vir­gin­ia. Died: Ju­ly 8, 1951, Ar­den, West Vir­gin­ia. Buried: Eb­e­nez­er Meth­odi­st Church, Ar­den, West Vir­gin­ia. Reed is said to have writ­ten 2,000 hymns in her life­time. In 1939, the Amer­i­can So­ci­e­ty of Com­pos­ers, Au­thors and Pub­lish­ers re­cog­nized her "sub­stan­tial con­tri­bu­tion to Amer­i­can mu­sic" by award­ing her a small "week­ly bo­nus." © The Cyber Hymnal™ (www.hymntime.com/tch) Go to person page >

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First Line: There'll be no night there
Author: Ida L. Reed
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The Old Story in Song #67

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