The Joy of the Saints

In heaven's halls above, The saints their voices raise, Singing of endless love, And offering endless praise. Their joy knows no bounds, Their spirits lifted high, In perfect peace they've found, A dwelling place in the sky. With every beat of their hearts, They feel God's tender care, And know that they'll never part, From His love, pure and rare. Their souls forever blessed, By the light of God's embrace, In this, they've found their rest, And the joy of eternal grace.