There’ll Be No Sorrow There

There’ll be no night in Heav’n

In that blest world ab­ove;

No anx­ious toil

no wea­ry hours;

For la­bor there is love.

There’ll be no sor­row there

There’ll be no sor­row there

In Heav’n ab­ove

where all is love

There’ll be no sor­row there.

There’ll be no grief in Heav’n

For life is one glad day

And tears are those of for­mer things

Which all have passed way.

There’ll be no sin in Heav’n;

Behold that bless­èd throng

All ho­ly in their spot­less robes

All ho­ly in their song.