The Land That’s Far Away

No day is dark and drea­ry

In the land that’s far away;

No one is worn and wea­ry

In the land that’s far away.

No friends are ev­er part­ed;

No tear is ev­er start­ed;

No one is brok­en heart­ed

In the land that’s far away.

No trou­ble and no sigh­ing

In the land that’s far away;

No weep­ing for the dy­ing

In the land that’s far away;

No lone­ly one for­sak­en;

No soul by sin o’er­tak­en;

No night from which to wak­en

In the land that’s far away.

No thought or dream of sad­ness

In the land that’s far away;

The heights are crowned with glad­ness

In the land that’s far away.

The Fa­ther

with­out mea­sure

Is pour­ing from His trea­sure

Delight and peace and plea­sure

In the land that’s far away.