I shall see them again
In the light of the morning,
When the night has passed by
With its tears and its mourning,
Where the light of God’s love
Is the sun ever shining,
In the land where the weary ones rest.

I shall know them again
Though ten thousand surround them,
I shall hear their dear voice
’Midst the blessèd ones round them,
And the love that was theirs
On the earth shall detect them,
In the land where the weary ones rest.

’Twas their lives in the past
Helped to fill me with gladness,
And the future is Hea­ven,
The home with no sadness,
Where I see them today
Clad in bright robes of whiteness,
In the land where the weary ones rest.

Would I wish for them back
From their bright home in Hea­ven?
No! in patience I’ll wait
Till the veil shall be riven,
And the Sav­ior restores me
The friends He has given,
In the land where the weary ones rest.