1 There’s a land beyond the billows, where the roses never die,
And we seek it o’er the rough and stormy tide;
Not a shadow on its splendor, not a cloud upon its sky,
For with Jesus we’ll be fully satisfied.

Refrain:
Just beyond the troubled waters, just beyond the breakers’ roar,
Lies the haven where we’ll anchor by and by;
’Tis the land beyond the billows, ’tis the calm and peaceful shore,
’Tis the country where the roses never die.

2 Our bright Polar Star is shining through the heavy shades of night,
And the steadfast beams will guide us on our way;
We shall make the harbor safely, steering by its blessed light,
We shall reach the city of eternal day. [Refrain]

3 There celestial harps are ringing, and seraphic voices blend;
We shall meet with lov’d ones we have missed so long;
Sin and sorrow find no entrance where delights shall never end,
And no sigh shall break the cadence of our song. [Refrain]

4 Soon will dawn a happy morning when we’ll land upon that shore,
And the face of our Redeemer we’ll behold;
There, when all the storms are over, we shall rest forevermore,
’Mid the glories that have never yet been told. [Refrain]