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."
2. 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.
3. No parting v/ords shall e'er be spoken In yonder home so fair ; But songs of joy, and peace, and gladness. We'll sing for ever there.