Come This Way

As I drift upon life’s bil­lows

Longing for the light of day;

I can al­most hear from Heav­en

Loved ones sing­ing

Come this way.

Come this way

come this way

Here is light

and joy

and peace;

Come this way

come this way

And your sor­rows all shall cease.

And me­thinks I hear my mo­ther

Calling from the oth­er shore

With a voice so sweet and ten­der

Far above the bil­lows’ roar:

Hark! I hear the voice of Je­sus

Wafted from a heav’n­ly land;

I can almost see His glo­ry

And the beck­on­ing of His hand.

Oh! the bliss

the joy of meet­ing

Loved ones in that migh­ty throng;

Joining with them in their sing­ing

Of the ev­er­last­ing song.