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What though my joys and comfort die?
The Lord my savior liveth.
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

(My Life Flows On In Endless Song)

The Vacant Chair

Representative Text

1 We shall meet, but we shall miss him,
There will be one vacant chair;
We shall linger to caress him,
When we breathe our ev'ning pray'r.
When a year ago we gathered,
Joy was in his mild blue eye,
But a golden cord is severed.
And our hopes in ruin lie.

Chorus:
We shall meet, but we shall miss him,
There will be one vacant chair;
We shall linger to caress him,
When we breathe our ev'ning pray'r.

2 At our fireside sad and lonely,
Often will the bosom swell
At remembrance of the story
How our noble Willie fell;
How he strove to bear our banner
Thro' the thickest of the fight,
And uphold our country's honor
In the strength of manhood's might. [Chorus]

3 True, they tell us wreaths of glory
Evermore will deck his brow,
But this soothes the anguish only
Sweeping o'er our heart strings now.
Sleep today, O early fallen,
In thy green and narrow bed;
Dirges from the pine and cypress
Mingle with the tears we shed. [Chorus]

Source: Seth Parker's Hymnal #194

Author: Henry Stevenson Washburn

Washburn, Henry S., was born at Providence, Rhode Island, June 10, 1813; spent his boyhood at Kingston, Massachusetts, and was educated at Worcester and Brown University. Subsequently he was a manufacturer at Worcester and Boston. Since 1875 he has been the President of the Union Mutual Life Insurance Co. Mr. Washburn has held some prominent posts, and has been active in public matters. He has written various hymns and songs, the best known of which is:— Let every heart rejoice and sing . National Hymn. This "was written for a celebration in Faneuil Hall, Boston, July 4, 1842, and sung by the Sunday School Children of the city." It was set to music by Garcia, and often subsequently used at home and abroad. The author altered it for The… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: We shall meet, but we shall miss him
Title: The Vacant Chair
Author: Henry Stevenson Washburn (1861)
Language: English
Refrain First Line: We shall meet, but we shall miss him

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Edward MacHugh's Treasury of Gospel Hymns and Poems #61

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Seth Parker's Hymnal #194

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