Scripture Verse

Come over…and help us. Acts 16:9


Words: Eu­gen­ia F. Floyd, in Sup­ple­ment to the Harp of Glo­ry, ed­it­ed by Will­iam T. Dale & H. A. R. Hor­ton (Nash­ville, Ten­nes­see: Will­iam T. Dale, 1912), num­ber 44.

Music: Ko­chi Fran­cis M. Fer­rell (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Floyd, would you ?

Francis M. Ferrell


A voice from lands across the sea,
Is calling me from home and thee;
Tho’ parting fills my heart with woe,
Where Jesus sends me I must go.


O will you miss me when I’m gone?
In sorrow, weeping and alone?
At noon, at night, at early dawn,
O will you miss me when I’m gone?

My weary heart will often turn
To where the glowing home-lights burn,
And weeping long for you, dear one,
O will you miss me when I’m gone?


When in far distant lands I roam,
At God’s command from friends and home,
Let this sweet thought a solace be:
Dear loved ones miss and pray for me.


If in this world we meet no more,
Some day on yonder shining shore,
Where comes no parting, grief or pain,
Dear friends, we all shall meet again.