11. Land of Bliss

1 Land of bliss, where the fields are bright,
And green are the hills so fair,
Where faith is lost in the joy of sight,—
My heart and my home are there.

Refrain:
Home, sweet home, where the friends above
Are waving their hands to me,
My soul has flown on the wings of love,—
In dreams I have been with thee.

2 Land of bliss, where they weep no more,
And toil with its care shall cease,
Where life is pure, for its storms are o’er
And hushed in the calm of peace. [Refrain]

3 Land of bliss, where my Lord and King
Will call me from earth away
To see his face, and his praise to sing,
And bask in eternal day. [Refrain]

4 Land of bliss, I must watch and wait,
And long for thy vales so fair,
Till clothed in white I shall pass thy gate,
And walk with my Saviour there. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Land of bliss, where the fields are bright
Title: Land of Bliss
Author: Chas. H. Elliott
Refrain First Line: Home, sweet home, where the friends above
Language: English
Publication Date: 1889



Media
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