Dock Boggs Glory Land
If you have friends in Glory Land
Who left because of pain, Thank God, up there they'll die no more, They'll suffer not again.Then weep not, friends, I'm going home, Up there we'll cry no more.No coffins will be made up there, No graves on that bright shore.The lame will walk in Glory Land, The blind up there will see.The deaf in Glory Land will hear, And the dumb will talk to me.The doctor will not have to call, The undertakes, no.We'll have no pain up there to bear, Just walk the streets of gold.We'll need no sun in Glory Land, The moon and stars won't shine, For Christ himself is light up there, Pure rays of love divine.Then look away to that good land
Where peace and joy sublime
Shall fill our hearts to runnin' o'er, There's shoutin' all the time.Now won't you mothers meet us there, With all your children too, To live in bliss forevermore, And never say adieu.Then what a land our Lord's prepared, No death, no pain, no tears.He made our robes as white as snow
And built us mansions there.
