With friends on earth we meet in gladness,
While swift the moments fly,
Yet ever comes the thought of sadness,
That we must say “Good-bye."
We'll never say “Good-bye “in heaven.
We'll never say “Good-bye”;
In that fair land of joy and song,
We'll never say “Good-bye."
How joyful is the hope that lingers,
When loved ones cross death's sea,
That we, when all earth's toils are ended,
With them shall ever be.
No parting v/ords shall e'er be spoken ness.
In yonder home so fair;
But songs of joy, and peace, and glad-
We'll sing for ever there.
