Longing

Over the riv­er voic­es I hear;

Sweet are the songs they’re sing­ing to me;

Calling me home­ward in glo­ry to be

O how I’m long­ing their fac­es to see!

I’m long­ing to meet them

Longing to greet them

Longing to join in praise un­to Thee;

O lov­ing Sav­ior

ac­quaint­ed with sor­row

Haste the glad day when unit­ed we’ll be.

Over the riv­er man­sions I see;

All are aglow with new ra­di­an­cy;

Glorified ones who from sor­row are free

In bliss and beau­ty for­ev­er will be.

Over the riv­er

when shall it be?

When shall I hear

The Mas­ter calls thee?

Calls thee to en­ter His man­sions ab­ove

Mansions of glo­ry

of serv­ice

of love.