Glory

When I am gone, remember I'm with Jesus,
Then do not mourn because I have passed away.
Life holds many griefs and disappointments,
And will you cry because I did not stay?
Tis only for a spell we must be parted;
Not many years on earth to us are given.
And when my Savior tells me you are coming,
I'll go with Him and welcome you to Heaven.
Grieve not because the eyes that looked upon you
Shall never see your face on earth again;
Rejoice, because they look upon the Savior
Who gave His life to random sinful men.
Weep not because I walk no longer with you;
Remember, I am walking streets of gold.
Weep for yourselves that you awhile must tarry,
Before the blessed Lord you may behold.
O how blessed is the promise
When our spirit is set free;
To be absent from the boby Means to live,
O Lord, with Thee.
Christ has taken the dark door of death and
replaced it with the shining gate of life!