HEAVEN by Mrs. Alice M. Avery Harper

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 9, 1897

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 23, No. 35.

HEAVEN.

By Mrs. Alice M. Avery Harper

THAT glorious home of gladness lies Away beyond the azure skies, Where balmy breezes blow. Those sheltered bowers, robed in light, Shall never dread earth's pain nor blight, Nor fear a cruel foe.

There healing fruit both rich and rare Bedeck that Eden home so fair, And tempests never rise. There bitter words shall never come, No angry spirit mar our home In blooming Paradise.

There surging waves shall roll no more, Earth's bitter conflicts all are o'er, There joys eternal gleam. No wasting of the frame away, There naught shall crumble, nor decay, Where radiance reigns supreme.

No mournful tears are ever shed Above the bier on which our dead Are carried to the tomb. In Zion's home the faithful rest Forever on the Saviour's breast, In health and youthful bloom.

No sin is there; there all are crowned; Eternal peace and truth abound, No gloomy darksome night. On Zion's mount the saints shall shine, Partake eternal joys divine, Amid rich glory bright.

Dear birds of Paradise shall sing, And soar away on joyous wing, Among sweet-scented bowers; Unfading blossoms there are seen, And leaves of never-fading green, 'Mid bright immortal flowers.

Life's crystal waters there shall flow, And amaranthine splendors glow; For peace shall crown that land. Each glittering gate of wondrous light Shall sparkle with a radiance bright, Arrayed in beauty grand.

And all the ransomed of the place Shall find in Jesus' dear embrace A welcome, glad retreat, In rapture tune each glittering lyre, And shout His praise from out the choir In wondrous music sweet. MRS. ALICE M. AVERY HARPER. Lainsburg, Mich.