First Line: There's a beautiful land that no mortal hath seen,

There's a beautiful land that no mortal hath seen,
For it lieth afar from our sight ;
But we know that its hills are eternally green,
And its rivers are rivers of light.

O beautiful, beautiful land !
O land where all sorrow shall cease !
Where the soul, satisfied, evermore shall abide
By the fair shining river of peace I

2 Tis a wonderful land, for it knoweth no night,
And its brightness is dimmed by no pain ;
For the blessed who dwell 'mid the regions of light
Shall never know sorrow again.

3 There the songs of redeemed ones for ever arise,
And the King in His beauty they see :
O beautiful land, with thy shadowless skies,
My weary heart yearneth for thee.