Meeting in Glory

O! the gran­deur and the glo­ry

When on Heav’n’s eter­nal shore

Ends our earth-life’s plaint­ive sto­ry

And its toils and cares are o’er.

When the sigh­ing and the sad­ness

End in Heav’n’s end­less bliss;

And the soul drinks in the glad­ness

Of a bright­er world than this.

When the heart­aches all are end­ed

And the tears are wiped away

And our hap­py songs are blend­ed

With the strains the an­gels play

We shall see the King of Heav­en

And receive His wel­come word.

Where all joy is kind­ly giv­en

In the home of our dear Lord.

To those hap­py scenes we’re hast­en­ing

Tho’ we walk the vale of woe;

Anguish deep our soul is chast­en­ing

But there is none where we go;

There we’ll meet the loved de­part­ed

Who have on­ly gone be­fore;

And ’mid fields and groves of glo­ry

We’ll re­joice for­ev­er­more.