When our earthly sun is setting,
And its glory fading fast;
When our life’s long looked for evening
With its shadows comes at last--
Chorus:
Oh! ’tis glorious, Oh! ’tis glorious,
To enter in the sweet refrain,
Oh! ’tis glorious, Oh! ’tis glorious,
To know we’ll meet again. |
When the cold sweat of the dying
Hangs in drops upon our face;
And a secret voice assures us
We have almost run our race--
Chorus: |
When the tear-drops fast are flowing,
And our hearts are torn with grief;
When for all our sorrows, vainly
We attempt to find relief--
Chorus: |
When the friends we love are standing
Round our lonely, dying bed,
And we take our farewell parting
Ere the spark of life has fled--
Chorus: |
