On earth we meet again below;
But shall we ever meet above,
And all our souls together flow
In one eternal tide of love?
Some meet who never met before;
We bid them welcome on their way:
And some may part to join no more
The children's Whitsuntide array.
While the whole world before us lies,
May each, whate'er our pilgrim-path,
Be truly taught, and timely wise
To follow peace, and flee from wrath:--
That wrath, which disobedience brought
On Adam's sin-born progeny;
That peace, which our Redeemer bought,
With His own blood, upon the tree.
So be this temple to the Lord,
This Sabbath Union, which we build
Of living stones, upon His Word,
With His perpetual presence fill'd,
Death-partings, then, from earth shall be
Life-meetings in that world above,
Where life is immortality,--
An immortality of love.
Sacred Poems and Hymns