276. We Sing of the Realms of the Blest

4-8s.
by Mrs. E. Mills, 1829
1
We sing of the realms of the blest,
 
The home Jesus went to prepare
 
For all who His name now confess:
 
But what must it be to be there!
2
We speak of its freedom from sin,
 
From sorrow, temptation and care;
 
From trials without and within:
 
But what must it be to be there!
3
We speak of its peace and its love,
 
The robes which the glorified wear;
 
The songs of the blessed above:
 
But what must it be to be there!
4
We speak of its pathway of gold,
 
Its walls decked with jewels so rare;
 
Its wonders and pleasures untold:
 
But what must it be to be there!