Meet Me There (Crosby)

On the happy

gold­en shore

Where the faith­ful part no more

When the storms of life are ov­er

Meet me there;

Where the night dis­solves away

Into pure and per­fect day

I am go­ing home to stay—meet me there.

Meet me there

meet me there

Where the tree of life is bloom­ing

Meet me there;

When the storms of life are o’er

On the hap­py gold­en shore

Where the faith­ful part no more

Meet me there.

Here our fond­est hopes are vain

Dearest links are rent in twain

But in Heav’n no throb of pain—

Meet me there;

By the river spark­ling bright

In the city of de­light

Where our faith is lost in sight

Meet me there.

Where the harps of an­gels ring

And the blest for­ev­er sing

In the pal­ace of the King

Meet me there;

Where in sweet com­mun­ion blend

Heart with heart and friend with friend

In a world that ne’er shall end

Meet me there.