Oh
to
be
over
yonder,
In
that
bright
land
of
wonder,
Where
the
angel
voices
mingle,
and
The
angel
harps
do
ring!
To
be
free
from
care
and
sorrow,
And
the
anxious
dread
tomorrow,
To
rest
in
light
and
sunshine
in
The
presence
of
the
King!
Refrain
Oh
to
be
over
yonder!
In
that
land
of
wonder,
There
to
be
forever
In
the
presence
of
the
King!
Oh
to
be
over
yonder!
My
longing
heart
grows
fonder
Of
looking
to
the
far
off
east,
To
see
the
daystar
bring
Some
tidings
of
th�awaking�
Of
the
cloudless,
pure
day
breaking,
My
heart
is
yearning�yearning
for
The
coming
of
the
King!
Refrain
Oh
to
be
over
yonder!
Alas!
I
sigh
and
ponder�
Why
clings
this
poor,
weak
heart
of
mine
To
any
earthly
thing?
For
each
earthly
tie
must
sever,
And
pass
away
forever:
There�s
no
more
separation
in
The
presence
of
the
King!
Refrain
Oh,
when
shall
I
be
dwelling
Where
angel
voices,
swelling
In
triumphant
hallelujahs,
make
The
vaulted
heavens
ring�
Where
the
pearly
gates
are
gleaming,
And
the
Morning
Star
is
beaming?
O
when
shall
I
be
yonder
in
The
presence
of
the
King?
Refrain
Oh,
when
shall
I
be
yonder?
The
longing
groweth
stronger
To
join
in
all
the
praises
the
Redeem�d
ones
do
sing.
Within
those
heavenly
places,
Where
the
angels
veil
their
faces,
In
awe
and
adoration,
in
The
presence
of
the
King!
Refrain
Oh,
I
shall
soon
be
yonder,
And
lonely
as
I
wander,
Yearning
for
the
welcome
summer�
Longing
for
the
bird�s
fleet
wing,
The
midnight
may
be
dreary,
And
the
heart
be
worn
and
weary,
But
there�s
no
more
shadow
yonder,
In
the
presence
of
the
King.
Refrain
