The City Across Death’s Sea

We shall be for­ev­er blest

In that home of peace and rest

When from earth the Lord shall set our spir­its free;

There with loved ones we shall dwell

Nevermore to say fare­well

In that ci­ty just across death’s stor­my sea.

Just across death’s stor­my sea

Is a home for you and me;

There with loved ones we shall dwell

Nevermore to say fare­well

In that ci­ty just across death’s stor­my sea.

We shall live with Je­sus there

In that land so bright and fair

When our toiling days are gone for­ev­er­more;

With the an­gels we shall sing

Joyful prais­es to our king

When we’ve reached the land­ing on that hap­py shore.

Come to Je­sus

way­ward soul

He will cleanse and make you whole

If you on­ly trust and serve Him ev­er­more;

To your trou­bled

con­trite heart

Peace and joy He will im­part

And will greet you on that bright ce­les­ti­al shore.