Meet Me There (Dale)

I am on my jour­ney home

Where my Sav­ior beck­ons

Come

And the saints no more shall roam

Meet me there;

Where the ma­ny man­sions are

And no sick­ness en­ters there

Where the skies are al­ways fair

Meet me there.

Meet me there

meet me there

Over in the land of pro­mise

Meet me there;

On the bright and sun­ny shore

With our loved ones gone be­fore

And with those now cross­ing o’er

Meet me there.

In that land be­yond the sky

There will be no pain or sigh

Tears shall nev­er dim the eye

Meet me there;

Oh

the joy of meet­ing there

Where no heart is bowed with care

And each mind is freed from fear

Meet me there.

Soon our tri­als will be o’er

And we’ll stand on Ca­naan’s shore

Safe with those who’ve gone be­fore;

Meet me there;

There the saints shall nev­er part

Sorrow ne’er shall rend the heart;

Will you now to glo­ry start?

Meet me there.

What a meet­ing there will be

When our Sav­ior’s face we’ll see

And with loved ones ev­er be;

Meet me there.

To that land let’s tra­vel on

Till we stand be­fore the throne

And re­ceive a shin­ing crown;

Meet me there.