Scripture Verse

Why do make you this ado, and weep? The girl is not dead, but is sleeping.@Mark 5:39

Introduction

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Lizzie DeArmond
(1847–1936)

Words: Liz­zie De­Ar­mond, in Ro­de­hea­ver’s Gos­pel Songs, ed­it­ed by Ho­mer Ro­de­hea­ver (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois & Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Ro­de­hea­ver Com­pa­ny, 1922), num­ber 128.

Music: Ho­mer A. Ro­de­hea­ver (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Homer A. Rodeheaver
(1880–1955)

Origin of the Song

These words grew out of De­Ar­mond’s grief up­on los­ing her daugh­ter:

When God called my girl to live with Him, I felt I could not spare her, and it left an ache in my heart that was dif­fi­cult to bear.

The ev­er pre­sent, per­sis­tent ques­tion, Why should my girl be ta­ken? be­came the ov­er­whelm­ing bur­den of my wak­ing mo­ments. Why should it be my child?

After sev­er­al months of wrest­ling with this ques­tion, my health was af­fect­ed and my faith cloud­ed. Then one night, while I was pac­ing up and down on my lawn, there came me the words as if spoken from the sky:

We Chris­tians do not sor­row with­out hope. We do have to say goodbye to our loved ones here, but we have that glor­i­ous hope of good morn­ing ov­er there.

The mes­sage brought sur­cease from my sor­row, com­fort for my heart, and stim­u­lus to my faith. I hast­ened to my room where the po­em took form.

God gave me a song that has been a bless­ing in my life, as it will be to oth­ers who sor­row for loved ones.

Lyrics

When comes to the weary
A blessèd release,
When upward we pass
To His kingdom of peace,
When free from the woes
That on earth we must bear,
We’ll say good night here,
But good morning up there.

Refrain

Good morning up there
Where Christ is the light,
Good morning up there
Where cometh no night;
When we step from this earth
To God’s Heaven so fair,
We’ll say good night here
But good morning up there.

When fadeth the day and
Dark shadows draw nigh,
With Christ close at hand,
It is not death to die;
He’ll wipe every tear,
Roll away every care;
We’ll say good night here,
But good morning up there.

Refrain

When home lights we see
Shining brightly above,
Where we shall be soon,
Through His wonderful love,
We’ll praise Him who called us
His Heaven to share,
We’ll say good night here
Bbut good morning up there.

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