In the Christian’s home in glory
There remains a land of rest;
There my Saviour’s gone before me
To fulfil my soul’s request.

Chorus:

There is rest for the weary,
There is rest for you.
On the other side of Jordan,
In the sweet fields of Eden,
Where the tree of life is blooming,
There is rest for you.

He is fitting up my mansion,
Which eternally shall stand,
For my stay shall not be transient
In that holy, happy land.

(Chorus)

Death itself shall then be vanquished,
And its sting shall be withdrawn;
Shout for gladness, O ye ransomed,
Hail with joy the rising morn!

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