Hymnal: The Christian Hymn Book
Date: 1865
Compiler: Alexander Campbell
Publisher/Printer: Central Book Concern
First Line: That clime is not like this dull clime of ours
Topic: The Present and the Future/Heaven
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 1165
Page Number: 700, 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 benigner air.
No calm below is like that calm above,
No region 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 dwellers 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 radiant white?
Washed in the blood of the atoning Lamb,
Fair as the light these robes of their's became;
And now, all tears wiped off from every eye,
They wander where the freshest pastures lie,
Through all the nightless day of that unfading sky.