1 We shall meet our friends departed,
Though we left them long ago
To their lone and dreamless slumbers,
In the silent dust below;
We shall meet them, O how glorious!
When this weary life is o'er,
In those bright, celestial regions,
Blest and happy evermore.
We shall meet, yes, we shall meet them,
when our journeyings are o'er,
We shall meet them, Hallelujah!
On that bright and shining shore.
2 We shall meet our friends departed
Whom the promised land hath won,
Shining as the stars of heaven,
Round the everlasting throne;
Onward, every soul, to duty,
Scatter wide the shades of gloom,
All of life is in the future,
Life is bliss beyond the tomb. [Chorus]
3 We shall meet our friends departed,
Clothed in robes of heavenly white,
And with sainted voices greet them
In a land of life and light;
Lift no voice of grief or sorrow
That they moulder in the dust;
We shall meet them on the morrow
At the rising of the just. [Chorus]