Good News (Crosby)

Good news

good news from the pro­mised land!

Good news from the gold­en shore

Where the ran­somed hosts with their harps in hand

Are shout­ing ev­er­more!

Victory! Vic­to­ry!

Glory to God for vic­to­ry!

We’ll praise Him for the vic­to­ry

Thro’ Je­sus Christ our Lord.

By faith we climb to the mount­ain’s brow

And gaze on the clus­ters rare

Of the fruits that grow on the tree of life

For those who en­ter there.

No sin nor death in the pro­mised land

No toil for the wea­ry soul

But the glad new song of the blood-washed throng

In cease­less joy shall roll.

No night of tears in the pro­mised land

From care we shall all be free;

We shall walk in white by the riv­er clear

The Lamb our light shall be.