Lyrics:

If you have friends in Gloryland,

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 bear

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 reigns 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