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The Happy Land

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 30, 1862

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 20, No. 18.

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The Happy Land.

You speak to me of skies of radiant splendor, Of the faint sighing of the perfumed breeze, Of music's notes, rich, exquisite and tender, Stealing along the tranquil, moonlit seas: Yet never hath the might of song or story Such joys depicted, or such marvels shown As wait us in that land of bliss and glory, The happy land where partings are unknown!
On earth I feel that we must part forever— In my loved Isle I may not cease to dwell Until I reach that better land, which never Hath echoed to the mournful word—'farewell!' Hope's gentle light to cheer my path is given, Oh! may you strive to make that hope your own, And, at our parting, fix your hope on Heaven, The only land where partings are unknown!