Original Trinity Hymnal, #598

There is no night in heav'n;
In that blest world above
Work never can bring weariness,
For work itself is love.

There is no grief in heav'n;
For life is one glad day;
And tears are of those former things
Which all have passed away.

There is no sin in heav'n;
Behold that blessed throng—
All holy is their spotless robe,
All holy in their song!

There is no death in heav'n;
For they who gain that shore
Have won their immortality,
And they can die no more.

Lord Jesus, be our Guide;
O lead us safely on,
Till night and grief and sin and death
Are past, and heav'n is won!

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