The Meadow Song

I am wait­ing in the mea­dows

With a riv­er flow­ing by

Flowing deep and strong and migh­ty

Like God’s love—eter­nal­ly.

For the heal­ing of the na­tions

There

the tree of life I see;

Ho! ye thirs­ty

come ye wound­ed:

’Tis for thee! ’Tis for thee!

I am wait­ing in the mea­dows

Where the riv­er qui­et flows

And the flow­ers

sweet­ly bloom­ing

Perfume ev­ery breeze that blows.

All life’s bat­tles now are ov­er

All the sad­ness

all the tears;

I’m vic­tor­ious in Christ Je­sus

No more fears—no more fears.

I am wait­ing in the mea­dows

Where my guide has stayed my feet

Till He come again to call me

Then my joy will be com­plete.

Yes

He’ll call me

Up and fol­low!

There’s a man­sion now for thee.

It is rea­dy! It is rea­dy!

Come with me—come with Me.

I am wait­ing in the mea­dows

Till my Lord Him­self ap­pears

And the bright­ness of the pre­sent

Veils the past

the fu­ture clears.

For the bright light of His glo­ry

Shines ahead

and so I see

What it is He hath pre­parèd

Just for me—just for me!

So I tar­ry in the mea­dows

While the riv­er flows along

Tarry till I hear Him call­ing

Till I hear the an­gel’s song

Singing

Wel­come! wel­come! wel­come!

Here with­in the gates of gold

Where great joys do now await thee

Bliss un­told! Bliss un­told!