They are waiting for the coming

1 They are waiting for the coming
Angels on the other shore;
Waiting to receive the ransomed,
When the storms of life are o'er;
Watching at the shining portals
Of our Father's mansion fair;
They will strike their harps of glory,
The will bid us welcome there.

Chorus:
They are waiting, waiting, waiting,
Angels on the other shore;
Waiting to receive the ransomed,
When the storms of life are o'er.

2 They are waiting for the aged,
Those who long the way have trod;
Waiting for the poor in spirit,
Rich in faith and love to God;
For the young and valiant soldiers,
Who have nobly borne their part;
For the self-denying Christian,
For the meek, the pure in heart. [Chorus]

3 They are waiting for the heralds,
Who in distant lands proclaim
Life eternal, free salvation,
Through a dying Saviour's name;
Waiting for the silent mourner,
For the weary and oppressed,
Who have borne their cross with patience,
And are going home to rest. [Chorus]

4 In the sunny vales of Eden,
By the river, clear and bright,
Where the tree of life is planted,
And our faith is lost in sight--
We shall join the "church triumphant,"
Free from sorrow, toil, and care:
Every tie again united,
There will be no parting there. [Chorus]

Source: The New Sabbath School Hosanna: enlarged and improved: a choice collection of popular hymns and tunes, original and selected: for the Sunday school and the family circle... #168b