1 There’s a vision of glory that fills me with joy,
Of a land where no sorrow nor burdens annoy;
Where the Saviour’s own hand wipes away ev’ry tear,
‘Tis the beautiful home-land, the home-land so dear.
O the home-land so dear, blessed home-land so dear,
Where there is no more sorrow and never a tear;
Our loved ones are there, we shall meet them again,
In the beautiful home-land, the home-land so dear.
2 O the joy of the soul when I see His sweet face,
And receive the bright crown which is mine by His grace;
I shall praise Him while ages roll endlessly on,
For the glories enduring when earth shall be gone. [Refrain]
3 When I stand with ten thousand before His white throne,
And He calls me by name and proclaims me His own;
Then my soul shall be flooded with raptures of joy,
And the praises of Jesus my tongue shall employ. [Refrain]
William C. Martin (1864-1914)
Born: December 25, 1864, Hightstown, New Jersey.
Died: August 30, 1914, Rialto, Florida.
Buried: Fort Myers, Florida.
Martin was pastor of the Grace Baptist Church (formerly Cramer’s Hill), Camden, New Jersey (1891-4); Noank Baptist Church, Noank, Connecticut (1894-1900); Grace Baptist Church, Somerville, Massachusetts (near Boston; at the time of his arrival there it was noted he was from “Bluffton, Indiana”); and the First Baptist Church in Ft. Myers, Florida, from 1912 until his death.
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