Over Yonder (Goreh)

No dis­ap­point­ment yon­der:

All hopes are there ful­filled;

No blight­ed pros­pects yon­der:

All anx­ious thoughts are stilled.

No wea­ry heart-aches yon­der:

Love there is firm­ly sealed;

No wound­ed feel­ings yon­der:

All smart­ing sores are healed.

No dark sus­pi­cions yon­der:

There all are frank and free;

No mor­bid fan­cies yon­der:

But per­fect sym­pa­thy.

No rest­less yearn­ings yon­der:

All

all are sa­tis­fied;

No cares or wor­ries yon­der:

All needs are well sup­plied.

No blis­tered

tired feet yon­der

No toil-worn trem­bling hand;

No wrin­kled fore­head yon­der

In that bright hap­py land.

No mid­nights ov­er yon­der

We shall not need them there;

No burn­ing noon­tides yon­der

No scorch­ing

dazz­ling glare.

No war­fare ov­er yon­der

No bat­tle cries shall ring;

No blood­shed ov­er yon­der

Where Je­sus Christ is king.

No an­gry bil­lows yon­der

But one calm crys­tal sea;

No ship­wrecks ov­er yon­der

No dread ca­la­mi­ty.

No hurt­ful things are yon­der

No lurk­ing venge­ful foe;

No thirst

no fa­mine yon­der

No swift heart-rend­ing woe.

No pain

no sick­ness yon­der

All tears are wiped away;

No death

no part­ing yon­der—

There

life is one glad day.

No sin-stained gar­ments yon­der

But blood-washed

spot­less

clean;

Ah! that is why up yon­der

No shade of grief is seen.

What is there ov­er yon­der?

No hu­man tongue can tell—

But He our Lord is yon­der

And there­fore all is well.

Oh! joy

to think that yon­der

No mist our eyes shall dim;

For we shall see Him yon­der

And we shall be like Him.