That Fair Land

There’s a land far away

Where the long sum­mer day

Ever clothed with a splen­dor so fair

’Tis a man­sion of rest

For the good and the blest

And we’ll meet all the loved ov­er there.

Over there

ov­er there

We shall meet with the pure and the fair;

Over there

ov­er there

We shall meet in that home ov­er there.

In that land of the blest

With its glo­ries con­fessed

We shall rest with our Sav­ior ab­ove;

In that bright sun­ny clime

As the stars we shall shine

Crowned with glo­ry like an­gels of love.

Oh! that land fair and bright

’Tis a home of de­light

’Tis a home where we’ll rest ev­er­more;

With a robe and a crown

In that home of re­nown

We shall sing with the loved gone be­fore.