Looking This Way

Over the riv­er

fac­es I see

Fair as the morn­ing

look­ing for me;

Free from their sor­row

grief and des­pair

Waiting and watch­ing pa­tient­ly there.

Looking this way

yes

look­ing this way

Loved ones are wait­ing

look­ing this way;

Fair as the morn­ing

bright as the day

Dear ones in glo­ry

look­ing this way.

Father and mo­ther

safe in that vale

Watch for the boat­man

wait for the sail

Bearing their loved ones ov­er the tide

Into the har­bor

near to their side.

Brother and sis­ter

gone to that clime

Wait for the oth­ers

com­ing some­time

Safe with the an­gels

whit­er than snow

Watching for dear ones

wait­ing be­low.

Sweet lit­tle dar­ling

light of the home

Looking for some­one

beck­on­ing

Come;

Bright as a sun­beam

pure as the dew

Anxiously look­ing

mo­ther

for you.