1 When life’s labor song is sung,
And the ebon arch is sprung,
O’er the shaded couch of death so still,
Then the Lord will light the scene
With the angels’ starry sheen,
As they welcome us to Zion’s hill.
Refrain:
We’ll meet each other there,
Yes! we’ll meet each other there,
With the angels in the air,
Yes, we’ll meet each other there;
We’ll meet each other there,
Yes! we’ll meet each other there,
With the angels, with the angels in the air.
2 Dark the shadows in the vale,
Fierce the howling of the gale,
But the shining ones are near our door;
With our robes as bright as they,
We will tread the starry way,
With the shadow and the storm no more. [Refrain]
3 Flood the heart with parting tears,
Frost the head with passing years,
Mingle want and woe together here—
But the Lord will lift the cloud
That enwraps the shining crowd,
And we’ll never know a sorrow there. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #14661