1 Not here, where sparkling waters
Fade into mocking sand,
Where the faint footstep falters,
We find our long-sought land;
Not here, where dreams deceive us,
And floods of sorrow roll,
Where bitter memories grieve us,
We seek our final goal.

2 No, far beyond time's sorrow,
Beyond this land of tears,
There breaks a bright tomorrow,
The dawn of endless years;
There God in glory reigning,
Bids sorrow all depart,
Hushes each sad complaining,
And heals each broken heart.

3 There ev'ry pulse is thrilling,
With rapture none can know,
There peace the heart is stilling,
While happy ages flow;
No sorrows there distress us,
We shall in peace abide,
For while our God shall bless us,
We shall be satisfied.

4 What countless joys are thronging
On all the heavenly hills,
To meet our heart's deep longing,
Which nothing earthly fills;
Thither our steps are tending,
With Jesus to abide,
And there in life unending,
We shall be satisfied.