- O Paradise! O Paradise!
Who doth not crave for rest?
Who would not seek the happy land,
Where they that loved are blest?
Chorus:
When loyal hearts and true,
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture through and through.
In God’s most holy sight.
- O Paradise! O Paradise!
Wherefore doth death delay?
Bright death that is the welcome dawn
Of our eternal day. - O Paradise! O Paradise!
‘Tis weary waiting here;
I long to be where Jesus is,
To feel, to see Him near. - O Paradise! O Paradise!
I want to sin no more;
I want to be as pure on earth,
As on thy spotless shore. - O Paradise! O Paradise!
I feel ’twill not be long;
Patience; I almost think I hear
Faint fragments of thy song.