We have met once more, in the Master’s name;
Let us all to Him draw near;
With a trusting faith and a steadfast hope,
For we know our Lord is here.
Welcome hour, blessèd hour,
Happy rest from toil and care,
When we meet as now in the Master’s name,
At the welcome hour of prayer.
O the joy He gives, and the love we feel,
When our tuneful songs we raise,
When our prayers arise to His throne on high,
And our hearts are filled with praise.
There’s a voice that comes, and it sweetly sings
Of a land where toil is o’er;
With the loved ones there, in the vale so fair,
We shall dwell, and part no more.