Shall ever my immortal music be,
And sweet accordance thrill my list’ning ear,
While tuneful angel songs entranc’d I hear.
Yes! there’s a land where death shall be no more,
Where sad heartbreaking partings all are o’er!
I know the land—my darling ones are there;
Come, Death—to that bright world my spirit bear!
There shall be no more sorrow! I shall feel
No chilling sadness o’er my spirit steal;
And there shall be no aching heart in Heaven;