In dreams I see the heav’nly land
With verdant vales on either hand
Bathed in the sunshine of a day
As fair, as sweet as those of May
A day that ends not, and I hear
Glad voices ringing far and near
With sweeter songs than earth can know
The heav’nly songs that haunt us so
O land of God, so fair, so bright
O land in which there is no night
I dream of thee, and dreaming, pray
That I may wake in thee some day
I dream of thee, and dreaming, pray
That I may wake in thee some happy day
Thro’ gates ajar my eager feet
Go in to tread the golden street
And prophets, priests, and kings I see
A grand and goodly company
And in the midst, a great white throne
I see, and Him who sits therein
And oh, the awe that comes to me
When God’s face in my dreams I see
O land of God, so fair, so bright
O land in which there is no night
I dream of thee, and dreaming, pray
That I may wake in thee some day
I dream of thee, and dreaming, pray
That I may wake in thee some happy day
Then comes a low still voice to me
Wouldst thou be of this company
Thou seest in thy dreams, and sing
The songs of Heav’n before the King
O land of God, so fair, so bright
O land in which there is no night
Then live, and dare, and do for God
And by and by, earth’s journey trod
Thou shalt go in beyond the gate
And claim an heir of God’s estate
O land of God, so fair, so bright
O land in which there is no night
I dream of thee, and dreaming, pray
That I may wake in thee some day
I dream of thee, and dreaming, pray
That I may wake in thee some happy day