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1 Dear mother, safe on that bright shore,
For me will watch and wait;
I love to picture o’er and o’er
My welcome at the gate.
Beautiful gate of pearly white,
Beautiful gate so fair,
Beautiful city, God its light,
I know we’ll meet up there.
2 My mind goes back to other days,
When she was with me here;
I sang for her sweet hymns of praise
And heard her words of cheer. [Refrain]
3 And now when oftentimes I try
Some old and cherished strain,
Their tender memories dim my eyes
And fill my heart with pain. [Refrain]
4 Then comes the thought, we’ll meet again
At Heaven’s gate so fair,
And I shall sing some sweet refrain
With mother over there. [Refrain]
5 Yes, there ’twill be the glad new song
Which Christ Himself will give,
Thro’ Him I’ll reach the happy throng,
Thro’ Him in glory live. [Refrain]
6 There ransomed ones securely dwell,
And sing redeeming love,
Methinks I’ll hear the chorus swell,
"O precious home above." [Refrain]Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9808