1 Tho’ here we list no more
The tones we love so well,
Our precious ones for evermore
With the Redeemer dwell.
There hearts no sorrow know,
And tears are wiped away,
Where leaves of healing sweetly blow
Thro’ never-ending day;
Thro’ never-ending day.

2 O city calm and fair,
O haven ever blest,
By Jesus’ grace we too, shall share
Thy glory and thy rest.
Safe, safe upon the shore,
By saints triumphant trod.
With those we love for evermore,
We’ll praise the Lord our God;
We’ll praise the Lord our God.