Beyond Our Sight

Verse 1

Beyond our sight a city four-square lieth, Above the clouds, the fogs and mists of earth; And none but souls that Jesus purifieth Can see its walls, or hear its holy mirth.

Chorus

Beyond our sight, beyond our night, Beyond this world’s sad story; That city bright, it stands in light, The home of all the holy.

Verse 2

Secure and strong, this heav’nly city builded By Christ the Lamb for all the blood-wash’d throng, Gleams fair and bright, with golden glory gilded, For ever thrilling with triumphant song.

Verse 3

There, on the throne, the Lamb, once slain is seated, The Shepherd’s joy upon His holy face; While countless hosts, their warfare all completed, In circling bands, lift ceaseless songs of praise.

Verse 4

O sor’wing souls, beneath earth’s burdens bending, Lift up your eyes to yonder city fair; And thro’ your tears let praise be still ascending For rest, and home, and loved ones waiting there.