Hymnal: The Christian Hymn Book
Date: 1865
Compiler: Alexander Campbell
Publisher/Printer: Central Book Concern
First Line: Upon the frontier of this shadowy land
Topic: The Present and the Future/Heaven
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 1168
Page Number: 702, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsUpon the frontier of this shadowy land
We, pilgrims of eternal sorrow, stand:
What realm lies forward, with its happier store
Of forests green and deep,
Of valleys hushed in sleep,
And lakes most peaceful? 'T is the land of
Evermore.
Very far off its marble cities seem-
Very far off-beyond our sensual dream-
Its woods, unruffled by the wild wind's roar:
Yet does the turbulent surge
Howl on its very verge.
One moment-and we breathe within the
Evermore.
They whom we lvoed and lost so long ago,
Dwell in those cities, far from mortal wo-
Haunt those fresh woodlands, whence sweet carolings soar,
Eternal peace have they:
God wipes their tears away:
They drink that river of life which flows for
Evermore.
Thither we hasten through these regions dim,
But lo! the wide wings of the seraphim
Shine in the sunset! On the joyous shore
Our lightened hearts shall know
The life of long ago:
The sorrow-burdened path shall fade for
Evermore.