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THE SUN-BRIGHT CLIME

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 1, 1873

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 41, No. 16.

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THE SUN-BRIGHT CLIME.

Have you heard, have you heard, of the sun-bright clime, Undimmed by tears, unhurt by crime; Where age hath no power o'er the fadeless frame For they live forever and know no pain. Have you heard of that sun-bright clime.
A river of water gushes there, Mid flowers of beauty strangely rare, And rich-plumed songsters flit through the bowers Of the tree of life on those golden shores, Over there in that sun-bright clime.
Soon the saints will roam those fields of light, In garments of beauty pure and white, And pluck life's fruit in the Eden bowers, Mid a thousand hues of fadeless flowers, Over there in that sun-bright clime.
Not long shall we wait for that sinless clime, For now we are nearing the end of time, Soon the Lord will come with his bride in white, To take us home where there'll be no night, Will you go to that sun-bright clime?