1 Nor eye has seen, nor ear has heard, Nor sense nor reason known What joys the Father hath prepar'd For those that love the Son.
2 But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heaven to come: The beams of glory in his word Allure and guide us home.
3 Pure are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace; No wanton lips, nor envious eye Can see or taste the bliss.
4 Those holy gates for ever bar Pollution, sin, and shame; None shall obtain admittance there But followers of the Lamb.
5 He keeps the Father's book of life, There all their names are found; The hypocrite in vain shall strive To tread the heavenly ground.