1 In fancy we picture that beautiful land,
With its waters of crystal so clear;
With longing we think of the bright angel band,
And the time its sweet music we’ll hear.

Refrain:
In fancy we picture that beautiful land
Where the glorious Lamb is the light;
How happy we’ll be when up there we shall stand,
And for aye in His praises unite!

2 In fancy we picture the throne of our God,
And the splendor surrounding it there;
For Heaven’s fair courts has no earthly one trod,
Or beheld all their beauties so rare. [Refrain]

3 We cannot tell truly of Heaven, our home,
Tho’ we strive while we live thro’ the years;
We cannot know truly till God calls us "Come"
To that land where there’ll be no more tears. [Refrain]