1 Still one in life and one in death,
One in our hope of rest above;
One in our joy, our trust, our faith,
One in each other’s faithful love.
2 Yet must we part, and parting, weep;
What else has earth for us in store?
Our farewell pangs, how sharp and deep!
Our farewell words, how sad and sore!
3 Yet shall we meet again in peace,
To sing the song of festal joy,
Where none shall bid our gladness cease,
And none our fellowship destroy.
4 Where none shall beckon us away,
Nor bid our festival be done;
Our meeting-time th’eternal day,
Our meeting-place th’eternal throne.
5 There, hand in hand, firm-linked at last,
And, heart to heart, enfolded all,
We’ll smile upon the troubled past,
And wonder why we wept at all.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9306