She Sweetly Dwells Up There

lyricist: Ellen McAfee, 1913
Composer: Charles Brock

A lov­ing wife

a mo­ther dear

A sis­ter kind and sweet

A pre­cious daugh­ter

oh! so fair!

Now rests at Je­sus’ feet!

She left us here to mourn alone

In this sad world of pain

And gained a home of per­fect peace

Where she will ev­er reign.

She dwells up there in man­sions so fair

That Je­sus said He’d go and pre­pare

And some bright morn

when earth-life is o’er

We’ll meet her where we’ll part nev­er­more.

Our hearts beat hea­vi­ly with grief

Our tears un­bid­den flow

To part with one we loved so well

But she is safe

we know

For God who do­eth all things well

Who know­eth what is best

Hath called

Come home

thou faith­ful one

And share eter­nal rest.

And when death’s so­lemn hour drew near

With hope naught could dis­pel

She called her hus­band to her side

And told him all was well;

She bade him live a Christ­ian life

And raise her child­ren right

And meet her in that hap­py land

Where sin can nev­er blight.

Her me­mo­ry fresh will ev­er be

To all who knew her here

For she was kind to ev­ery one

Bright

smil­ing

full of cheer;

Her life was such a Christ­like one

While here on earth she stayed

And now she dwells in that bright home

In snow-white robes ar­rayed.

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