BABYLAND.
Somewhere out by Dreamland,In the world of sleep,Lies the land of InfantsVeiled in mystery deep.None but babes and angelsLive in that bright place,Brightened with the sunshineOf the Father’s face.That is why we sometimesWail, though not in pain;Longing for the realms ofBabyland again.That is why you see usGazing into space,Catching far-off glimpsesOf our native place.Suns are always shining,Skies are always blue,And our foster-angelsSend us thence to you.But when by our coffinsTearfully you stand,Know that we are angelsBack in Babyland;
Somewhere out by Dreamland,In the world of sleep,Lies the land of InfantsVeiled in mystery deep.None but babes and angelsLive in that bright place,Brightened with the sunshineOf the Father’s face.That is why we sometimesWail, though not in pain;Longing for the realms ofBabyland again.That is why you see usGazing into space,Catching far-off glimpsesOf our native place.Suns are always shining,Skies are always blue,And our foster-angelsSend us thence to you.But when by our coffinsTearfully you stand,Know that we are angelsBack in Babyland;
Somewhere out by Dreamland,In the world of sleep,Lies the land of InfantsVeiled in mystery deep.
Somewhere out by Dreamland,
In the world of sleep,
Lies the land of Infants
Veiled in mystery deep.
None but babes and angelsLive in that bright place,Brightened with the sunshineOf the Father’s face.
None but babes and angels
Live in that bright place,
Brightened with the sunshine
Of the Father’s face.
That is why we sometimesWail, though not in pain;Longing for the realms ofBabyland again.
That is why we sometimes
Wail, though not in pain;
Longing for the realms of
Babyland again.
That is why you see usGazing into space,Catching far-off glimpsesOf our native place.
That is why you see us
Gazing into space,
Catching far-off glimpses
Of our native place.
Suns are always shining,Skies are always blue,And our foster-angelsSend us thence to you.
Suns are always shining,
Skies are always blue,
And our foster-angels
Send us thence to you.
But when by our coffinsTearfully you stand,Know that we are angelsBack in Babyland;
But when by our coffins
Tearfully you stand,
Know that we are angels
Back in Babyland;
BABYLAND.
BABYLAND.
BABYLAND.
Far removed from sorrow,Sin, and shame, and vice,In the land of Infants,Earth-named Paradise.
Far removed from sorrow,Sin, and shame, and vice,In the land of Infants,Earth-named Paradise.
Far removed from sorrow,Sin, and shame, and vice,In the land of Infants,Earth-named Paradise.
Far removed from sorrow,
Sin, and shame, and vice,
In the land of Infants,
Earth-named Paradise.