There’ll be no night in heaven,
In
that blest world above;
No
anxious toil, no weary hours;
For
labor there is love.
2
There’ll
be no grief in heaven;
For
life is one glad day,
And
tears are those of former things
Which
all have passed away.
3
There’ll
be no sin in heaven;
Behold
that blessed throng,
All
holy in their spotless robes,
All
holy in their song.
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