- Life is not a mystic dream,
Bounded by a sullen stream,
Leaving all in doubt and fear, over there;
Nay, the light is shining clear,
From our home we love so dear, over there.
Oh, we know there�s a home,
High around our Father�s throne, oh, joyful
For the light is streaming down,
And we see our golden crown;
Soon the Lord will bid me come,
To our bright eternal home, over there.
- Fools who doubt within the heart
Take a leap into the dark,
Knowing not our home above, over there;
But we taste and fully prove
A sweet paradise of love, over there.
- Heaven�s seal within us proves,
When our earthly house dissolves,
There�s a house not made with hands, over there;
For our spirit ready stands
In the sweet and vernal lands, over there.
- Oh, how blest to surely know,
As we journey here below,
We shall gain eternal rest over there,
Where no foe can e�er molest,
In the mansions of the blest, over there.