Heaven at Last

Heav’n at last—I’ve reached the har­bor

For whose calm I long have prayed;

Trees of life—ce­les­ti­al ar­bor—

I re­pose be­neath their shade.

Hark! I hear the an­gels sing­ing

Morning breaks

your night is past

And the crys­tal bells are ring­ing

Welcome to your home at last.

Heav’n at last—the Sav­ior liv­eth

See Him on His bliss­ful seat;

Crowns of life to each He giv­eth

Crowns they cast be­fore His feet.

Heav’n at last—my loved ones ga­ther

Tell me of their joys on high;

Tell me how the bless­èd Fa­ther

Wipes the tear from sor­row’s eye.

Heav’n at last—and now like Je­sus

Every rap­tured saint I see;

Now we see Him as He sees us

Evermore with Him to be.