Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #701: High In Yonder Realms Of Light

Hymn #700 Hymn #702

Death, Resurrection, and Eternity

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701 ( Thomas Raffles

High in yonder realms of light

Dwell the raptured saints above,

Far beyond our feeble sight,

Happy in Immanuel's love.

Pilgrims in this vale of tears,

Once they knew, like us below,

Gloomy doubts, distressing fears,

Tort'ring pain, and heavy woe.

Oft the large, unbidden tear,

Stealing down the furrowed cheek,

Told, with eloquence sincere,

Tales of woe they could not speak.

But, these days of weeping o'er,

Past this scene of toil and pain,

They shall feel distress no more,

Never, never weep again!

‘Mid the chorus of the skies,

‘Mid th’angelic lyres above,

Hark! their songs melodious rise

Songs of praise to Jesus' love!

Happy spirits! ye are fled

Where no grief can entrance find:

Lulled to rest, the aching head,

Soothed, the anguish of the mind.

All is tranquil and serene,

Calm and undisturbed repose —

There no cloud can intervene,

There no angry tempest blows.

Ev'ry tear is wiped away;

Sighs no more shall heave the breast;

Night is lost in endless day —

Sorrow, in eternal rest!

Hymn #700 Hymn #702