1 Friend and companion, dear to each heart;
Tears naught avail us, now we must part.
Death's hand has plucked thee, pillowed thy head,
Lowly and lifeless, faded and dead.
2 Now bending o'er thee, sadly we weep
While o'er our gladness lone shadows creep.
Dark, chilling shadows, bringing a gloom,
Telling of dear ones gone to the tomb.
3 Guarding thy slumbers, cypress shall wave,
Mournful and silent, over thy grave.
Angels their vigils watchful shall keep,
Waiting thy blissful waking from sleep.
4 Ah, we must leave thee, silent in death;
Fond hopes have vanished flown with thy breath.
Joy turns to sadness, life seems but pain;
O, shall we ever meet thee again?
5 Yes, we shall meet thee on heaven's shore,
Where death and partings come nevermore:
There, will our Saviour dry every tear;
Sorrowful mourner, be of good cheer.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #969