"Let not your heart be troubled,
Neither let it be afraid,"
Were words of sweetest comfort,
By our dear Redeamer said.
There is joy for the ransomed,
Joy for the ransomed,
There is joy, endless joy for you,
Where the saints sing forever.
In heaven are many mansions,
He has hastened to prepare,
That all his true disciples
In his endless bliss might share.
There is joy for the ransomed,
Joy for the ransomed,
There is joy, endless joy for you,
Where the saints sing forever.
To us he gives this promise,
Bidding each to follow him,
And we thro' this way only,
Heaven's gates can enter in.
There is joy for the ransomed,
Joy for the ransomed,
There is joy, endless joy for you,
Where the saints sing forever.
He sends His Holy Spirit,
As the Christian's daily guide,
And gives a blessed fortaste
Of those joys that e'er abide.
There is joy for the ransomed,
Joy for the ransomed,
There is joy, endless joy for you,
Where the saints sing forever.
Then on-ward, brother Christian,
Ever keep the narrow road,
Till Jesus comes to bear you,
To his heavenly abode.
There is joy for the ransomed,
Joy for the ransomed,
There is joy, endless joy for you,
Where the saints sing forever.
This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by T. C. O'Kane and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.
