Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1850
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Our kindred dear to heaven are gone
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune: Marching to Glory
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 280, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsOur kindred dear to heaven are gone,
We'll meet our friends in glo-ry;
They landed safe, we'll fol-low on,
To meet our friends in glo-ry.
We're on our way to par-a-dise;
To meet our friends in glo-ry.
We're marching to glo-ry,
We're marching to glo-ry,
We're marching to glo-ry,
To meet our friends in glo-ry.
Like us they had their cares and fears-
We'll meet our friends in glory!
Like us they shed affliction's tears,
We'll meet our friends in glory!
We're marching, &c.
They had to fight their passage through-
We'll meet our friends in glory!
But conquered, as we soon shall do-
And meet our friends in glory!
We're marching, &c.
Now they are shining bright and fair-
We'll meet our friends in glory!
Victorious palms with joy they bear,
We'll meet our friends in glory!
We're marching, &c.
Safe housed in their eternal home,
We'll meet our friends in glory!
They wait till we with songs shall come-
We'll meet our friends in glory!
We're marching, &c.
How happy they, from sorrow free,
We'll meet our friends in glory!
And such our happiness shall be-
We'll meet our friends in glory!
We're marching, &c.
How bright the crown their temples bear-
We'll meet our friends in glory!
Like crowns for us are waiting there,
We'll meet our friends in glory!
We're marching, &c.