I Shall See Them Again

I shall see them again

In the light of the morn­ing

When the night has passed by

With its tears and its mourn­ing

Where the light of God’s love

Is the sun ev­er shin­ing

In the land where the wea­ry ones rest.

I shall know them again

Though ten thou­sand sur­round them

I shall hear their dear voice

’Midst the bless­èd ones round them

And the love that was theirs

On the earth shall de­tect them

In the land where the wea­ry ones rest.

’Twas their lives in the past

Helped to fill me with glad­ness

And the fu­ture is Heav­en

The home with no sad­ness

Where I see them to­day

Clad in bright robes of white­ness

In the land where the wea­ry ones rest.

Would I wish for them back

From their bright home in Heav­en?

No! in pa­tience I’ll wait

Till the veil shall be riv­en

And the Sav­ior re­stores me

The friends He has giv­en

In the land where the wea­ry ones rest.