Never More

Verse 1

This is not my place of resting, Mine’s a city yet to come; Onward to it I am hasting, On to my eternal home.

Chorus

Beautiful home, oh, may we come Safe to its fields of fadeless day; Where every trace of sin’s dark story, All the curse hath passed away.

Verse 2

In it all is light and glory, O’er it all a nightless day; Every trace of sin’s sad story, All the curse hath passed away.

Verse 3

Soon we pass this desert dreary, Soon we bid farewell to pain; Never more are sad and weary, Never, never sin again.