The joys of earth, how soon they fade!
                                        
                                        Beautiful vale of rest;
                                        
                                        Like morning dew or evening shade,
                                        
                                        Beautiful vale of rest;
                                        
                                        Yet, when we reach thy golden strand,
                                        
                                        Our gentle Savior’s promised land,
                                        
                                        We’ll sing with all the angel band,
                                        
                                        Happy vale of rest.