There, ever there, in that beautiful land,
Close by the throne of the Savior they stand;
Loved ones who left us to cross the dark flood,
Now safe at home in that blissful abode.
All, all are there, we shall meet them again;
All, all are there,
We shall meet them and greet them again.
Friends and companions were taken away,
Kind hands have laid them beneath the cold clay;
But we shall meet them on fair Eden’s plain,
Yes, we shall met them and greet them again.
They who so faithfully taught us to pray,
Passed from our homes and our firesides away;
Dying, they told us to meet them again,
Yonder where cometh no sickness and pain.