Hymn 190 - There Is a Happy Land

There is a happy land,

Far, far away,

Where saints in glory stand,

Bright, bright as day;

O how they sweetly sing,

“Worthy is our Saviour King!”

Loud let His praises ring,

Praise, praise for aye!

Those with our Lord so dear,

Live evermore,

Peace find, no ill to fear,

No worries sore;

No sin, no never there,

Free from Satan’s evil snare,

Joined with the angels fair,

Safe in the fold.

Come to that happy land,

Come, come away;

Why will you doubting stand?

Why still delay?

Oh, we shall happy be,

When from sin and sorrow free,

Lord, we shall dwell with Thee,

Blest evermore.

Bright in that happy land,

Beams ev’ry eye;

Kept by a Father’s hand,

Love cannot die.

On, then to glory run;

Be a crown and kingdom won;

And, bright above the sun,

Reign evermore.