My New Name

When life’s sun has gone down into rest

And the grave seems the home of hopes blight­ed;

What tho’ dark be its shades

And tho’ si­lent its glades?

I’ll awake in the land by love light­ed.

O what will my new name be there?

When done with this life and its sto­ry?

In a white stone so fair

and grav­en with care

That name I shall know when in glo­ry.

Well I know it will be a sweet name

That with­in the white stone will be writ­ten;

For my Sav­ior is mine

And my coun­sel­or divine

Will re­veal it to me when in Heav­en.

What a joy will be mine in that day

When I meet with dear friends loved and gra­cious

Who have crossed o’er the tide

Unto Ca­naan’s fair side

Where we’ll sing of our Sav­ior so pre­cious.