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 goin home

Up there we’ll die no more

No coffins will be made up there

No graves on that bright shore

The lame will walk in Gloryland

The blind up there will see

The deaf in Gloryland will hear

The dumb will talk to me

The doctor will not have to call

The undertaker no

There’ll be no pain up there to bare

just walk the streets of gold

We’ll need no sun in Gloryland

The moon and stars won’t shine

For Christ himself is light up there

He rings of love divine

Then weep not friends I’m goin home

Up there we’ll die no more

No coffins will be made up there

No graves on that bright shore