Still One in Life, and One in Death

Still one in life and one in death

One in our hope of rest ab­ove;

One in our joy

our trust

our faith

One in each oth­er’s faith­ful love.

Yet must we part

and part­ing

weep;

What else has earth for us in store?

Our fare­well pangs

how sharp and deep!

Our fare­well words

how sad and sore!

Yet shall we meet again in peace

To sing the song of fes­tal joy

Where none shall bid our glad­ness cease

And none our fel­low­ship des­troy.

Where none shall beck­on us away

Nor bid our fes­tiv­al be done;

Our meet­ing-time th’eter­nal day

Our meet­ing-place th’eter­nal throne.

There

hand in hand

firm-linked at last

And

heart to heart

en­fold­ed all

We’ll smile up­on the trou­bled past

And won­der why we wept at all.