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THE SUN-BRIGHT CLIME

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 1, 1875

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 46, No. 1.

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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 ye go to that sun-bright clime?