O Morning Land

Verse 1

Some day we say, and turn our eyes Toward the fair hills of Paradise; Some day, some time, a sweet new rest Shall blossom, flower-like, in each breast; Some day, some time, our eyes shall see The faces kept in memory; Some day, some time, our eyes shall see The faces kept in memory; Some day their hands shall clasp our hand, Just over in the morning land,

Chorus

Just over in the morning land; Some day their hands shall clasp our hand, Just over in the morning land: O morning land! O morning land!

Verse 2

Some day our ears shall hear the song Of triumph over sin and wrong; Some day, some time, but oh! not yet; But we will wait and not forget That some day all these things shall be, And rest be giv’n to you and me. That some day all these things shall be, And rest be giv’n to you and me. So wait, my friends, tho’ years move slow, That happy time will come, we know, That happy time will come, we know; So wait, my friends, tho’ years move slow, That happy time will come, we know, O morning land! O morning land!