1 O Paradise! O Paradise!
Who doth not crave for rest?
Who would not seek the happy land,
Where they that lov'd are best.
Where loyal hearts and true,
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.

2 O Paradise! O Paradise!
Wherefore doth death delay?
Bright death, that is the welcome dawn
Of our eternal day.
Where loyal hearts and true,
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.

3 O Paradise! O Paradise!
'Tis weary waiting here,
I long to be where Jesus is,
To feel, to see Him near.
Where loyal hearts and true,
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through,
In God's most holy sight.