I will come again, and receive you unto Myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. John 14:3
Words: J. Wakefield MacGill (1829–1902).
Music: Aldershot Charles D. Tillman, 1903 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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There is something strangely tender
In His parting words so sweet,
Do not let your heart be troubled,
For we by and by shall meet
In the home of many mansions,
Which I go now to prepare.
And when I am ready, dear ones,
I will come and take you there.
Ah, He whispered, when He left them,
I am coming back again,
And will take you to your new home,
Ever near Me to remain.
Ah, those words, so strangely tender,
Still keep echoing all round,
And tho’ they have gone to glory,
And have reached the hallowed ground,
The sweet promise has not failed them,
They are with their Lord tonight.
We shall find them ready, waiting,
Just within the gates of light.
Don’t you hear the words so tender?
Don’t they echo in your heart?
Don’t they woo you from this poor life,
That with which you soon must part?
Those who wait His coming glorious
Then will form His royal train;
Oh, the rapturous hour of meeting
When the Lord comes back to reign.