A land is promised us the free and brave,
No longer under death's tight grip; a slave.

His glory shall empower all my soul;
On earth, we, half the story never told.

Before the great one's throne enduring love
Will lift all praise above, and never enough.

Again, and once again, as truth by faith
Revealed, as sight gives place the Saviours face.

No more a sorrowed heart or weary work;
The toil now over, glory will assert.

It's promised to all that call the blessed his;
All Father's love revealed, eternal bliss.