10. Sweet Land of the Blest

1 O, when the hours of life are past,
And death's dark shade unites at last;
It is not sleep, it is not rest,
'Tis glory op'ning in the blest.

Chorus:
Sweet land of the blest,
Sweet land of the blest,
It is not sleep, it is not rest,
'Tis glory op'ning to the blest.

2 Their way to heav'n was pure from sin,
And Christ shall there receive them in;
There each shall wear a robe of light,
Like His divinely fair and bright. [Chorus]

3 There angels will unite their prayers,
With spirits bright and blest as theirs;
And light shall glance on ev'ery crown,
From suns that never more go down. [Chorus]

4 No storms shall ride the troubled air,
No voice of passion enter there;
But be all peaceful as the sigh
Of evening gales, that breathe and die. [Chorus]

5 For them the God of mercy sheds
His parent influence on their heads,
And gilds the spirits round the throne,
With glory radiant as his own. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: O, when the hours of life are past
Title: Sweet Land of the Blest
Author: Rev. W. B. O. Peabody
Refrain First Line: Sweet land of the blest
Language: English
Publication Date: 1875
Tune Information
Name: [O, when the hours of life are past]
Composer: J. H. Tenney
Key: C Major



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