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,

Francis M. Ferrell (1864–1946)


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.