The Land Immortal

Far be­yond life’s gloomy por­tals

Far be­yond earth’s clouds and night;

Lies the land of bright im­mor­tals

Bathed in liv­ing

shin­ing light.

Forward

then

with brave en­dea­vor;

Forward

it can not be long

Till the soul shall rest for­ev­er

In the land of love and song.

To that land my feet are wend­ing

Thro’ the dark and drea­ry day;

But my soul oft­times is blend­ing

With a song that cheers the way.

Patient be

O heart so low­ly;

Patient be

O soul so sad!

In the end thou shalt find on­ly

Joy

peace

love to make thee glad.

For the hand of Christ is lead­ing

Thee thro’ all this bor­der land;

And thy feet

tho’ bruised and bleed­ing

Soon will touch the shin­ing strand.