Hymnal: The Christian Hymnal
Date: 1871
Compiler: Under direction of the Christian Hymn-Book Committee
Publisher/Printer: Bosworth Chase & Hall
First Line: That clime is not like this dull clime of ours
Topic: Present and Future/Heaven
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer: T Cook
Meter: PM
Tune: Kendrick
Hymn Number: 773
Page Number: 287, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThat clime is not like this dull clime of ours,
All, all, is brightness there;
A sweeter influence breathes around its flowers,
And a be-nign-er air.
No calm be-low is like that calm a-bove,
No re-gion here is like that realm of love;
Earth's softest spring ne'er shed so soft a light,
Earth's brightest summer never shone so bright.
That sky is not, like this sad sky of ours,
Tinged with earth's change and care;
No shadow dims it, and no rain-cloud lowers;
No broken sunshine there:
One everlasting stretch of azure pours
Its stainless splendor o'er those sinless shores:
For there Jehovah shines with heavenly ray,
And Jesus reigns, dispensing endless day.
The dweller's there are not like those of earth,
No mortal stain they bear;
And yet they seem of kindred blood and birth;
Whence and how came they there?
Earth was their native soil, from sin and shame,
Through tribulation, they to glory came;
Bond-slaves delivered from sin's crushing load;
Brands plucked from burning by the hand of God.
Yon robes of theirs are not like those below;
No angel's half so bright;
Whence came that beauty, whence that living glow,
And whence that radiant white?
Washed in the blood of the atoning Lamb,
Fair as the light these robes of theirs became;
And now, all tears wiped off from every eye,
They wander where the freshest pastures lie.