Meet in the Morning

We are march­ing on­ward to the heav’n­ly land

To meet each oth­er in the morn­ing;

We are press­ing for­ward to the gold­en strand

Where joy will crown us in the morn­ing.

In the morn­ing

in the morn­ing

We will ga­ther with the faith­ful in the morn­ing;

Where the night of sor­row shall be rolled away

And joy will crown us in the morn­ing.

We are tra­vel­ing on­ward from a world of care

To meet each oth­er in the morn­ing;

Oh

the time is com­ing

we shall soon be there

And joy will crown us in the morn­ing.

We are tra­vel­ing on­ward

and the way grows bright

We’ll meet each oth­er in the morn­ing;

Where our friends are waiting

at the gate of life

And joy will crown us in the morn­ing.

Where the hills are bloom­ing on the oth­er shore

We’ll meet each oth­er in the morn­ing!

Where the heart’s deep long­ing will be felt no more

And joy will crown us in the morn­ing.

In the bound­less rap­ture of a Sav­ior’s love

We’ll meet each oth­er in the morn­ing;

Then we’ll sing His glo­ry in the realms ab­ove

And joy will crown us in the morn­ing.