No Dying There


A land by faith I see,
Where saints shall ever be
Free from mortality,
No dying there.

No dying there,
No dying there,
In that fair, heav’nly land,
No dying there.

There friends shall meet again,
In happiness to reign,
While through that blest domain,
No dying there.

There sorrow cannot stay;
There tears are wiped away,
One bright, eternal day,
No dying there.