O Kuwa Nerudairo

1

How cheering is the Christian’s hope, While toiling here below! It buoys us up while passing through, This wilderness of woe; It buoys us up while passing through, This wilderness of woe.

2

It points to us a land of rest, Where saints with Christ will reign; Where we shall meet the loved of earth, And never part again, Where we shall meet the loved of earth, And never part again.

3

A land where sin can never come, Temptations ne’er annoy; Where happiness will ever dwell, And that without alloy; Where happiness will ever dwell, And that without alloy.

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In that bright world no tears will flow, Death ne’er can enter there; For all who gain that heavenly land, will be as angels are; For all who gain the heavenly land, Will be as angels are.

5

Fly, ling’ring moments, fly, O fly, Dear Saviour, quickly come! We long to see thee as thou art, And reach that blissful home; We long to see thee as thou art, And reach that blissful home.