Beyond the veil of worldly pain, Where hearts no longer break in vain, There lies a land so pure, so wide— Where joy and peace forever bide.  No sorrow there, no aching soul, No time that strips or age that stole. Just gardens green with endless shade, Where every longing’s gently laid.  The rivers flow with milk and wine, As pure as pearls in perfect line. Sweet scents arise from musk and rose, In breezes soft where mercy blows.  The trees bend low with fruit so near, No toil, no grief, no cry, no fear. And every step, a light, a song, Where angels welcome all along.  No night shall fall, no sun shall burn, Just radiant peace at every turn. With robes of silk and cups of gold, And stories of the truth retold.  The faces shine with joy so bright, Reflected in the Throne’s own light. And best of all, above all bliss— The gaze upon the One we miss.  To see the Lord, the Most Divine, No veil, no barrier, no sign. Just closeness deep, a love so wide— Forever near, with none to hide.  So strive today with heart and prayer, With patient soul and humble care. For what awaits is worth the pain— A home where none shall weep again.