Heaven at Last
Angel voices sweetly singing,
Angel voices sweetly singing,Echoes thro' the blue dome ringing,News of wondrous gladness bringing;Ah, 'tis heav'n at last!
Heav'n at last, heav'n at last;O, the joyful story of heav'n at last!Heav'n at last, heav'n at last;Endless, boundless glory,In heav'n at last.
On the jasper threshold standing,Like a pilgrim safely landing,See the strange bright scene expanding;Ah, 'tis heav'n at last!
Softest voices, silver pealing,Freshest fragrance, spirit-healing,Happy hymns around us stealing;Ah, 'tis heav'n at last!
Not a tear-drop ever falleth,Not a pleasure ever palleth,Song to song forever calleth;Ah, 'tis heav'n at last!
Christ, himself, the living splendor,Christ the sunlight, mild and tender;Praises to the Lamb we render;Ah, 'tis heav'n at last!