Beyond this life of hopes and fears,
Beyond this world of grief and tears,
There is a region fair;
It knows no change and no decay,
No night, but one unending day;
Oh, say! Will you be there?
Its glorious gates are closed to sin;
Nothing defiling can enter in
To mar its beauty rare;
Upon that bright eternal shore
Earth’s bitter curse is known no more;
But say! Will you be there?