Where life’s crystal stream doth flow,
And the tree of life doth bloom,
Where no chilling frost can fall,
On flowers that sweetly bloom;
Where the glo­ry of the Lord
Shines thro’ all the cloudless skies,
There, as endless ages roll,
Shall be no more goodbyes.

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No more goodbyes, no more goodbyes,
O, blessèd thought! No more goodbyes;
Midst the glo­ry of the Lord,
In that home beyond the skies,
Where the endless ages roll,
Shall be no more goodbyes.

There the good again shall meet,
Who have clasped the parting hand;
Fathers, mothers, children dear,
Around the throne shall stand;
There no tempest e’er shall blow,
There no dismal cloud arise,
And in that eter­nal home,
Shall be no more goodbyes.

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Where no signs of age are seen,
And they ne­ver sorrow more,
Where no sickness e’er can come,
Where death has lost his power,
Where they feel no weight of care,
And no tears bedim the eyes;
All the good shall meet again,
And speak no more goodbyes.

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