Gathering Home Within the Veil

lyricist: Phebe Spurlock, 1872
Composer: Robert Moore

Time

like a stream

is glid­ing by;

We’re on its shore to­day;

A mo­ment more and we may pass

From mor­tal sight away.

We’re ga­ther­ing

we’re ga­ther­ing

On life’s ce­les­ti­al shore;

We soon shall meet be­yond the stream

Shall meet to part no more.

Thus one by one our friends have passed;

Through pear­ly gates they glide

Where ga­ther­ing hosts of loved ones meet

Far o’er the riv­er tide.

This land of rest is hid from view

Though gen­tle airs

so calm

Oft steal­ing from that view­less shore

Bring us their breath of balm.

We’re ga­ther­ing home with­in the veil

Its heav’n­ly joys to share

What glo­ri­ous greet­ings will be ours

To meet our loved ones there.

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