The Realms of the Blest

Verse 1

We speak of the realms of the blest, That country so bright and so fair, And oft are its glories confessed; But what must it be to be there!

Chorus

To be there, to be there! O what must it be to be there!

Verse 2

We speak of its peace and its love, The robes which the glorified wear, The songs of the blood-washed above; But what must it be to be there!

Verse 3

We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation and care, From trials without and within; But what must it be to be there!

Verse 4

Do thou, Lord, in pleasure or woe, For Heaven our spirits prepare; Then soon shall we joyfully know And feel what it is to be there.