In the land where the bright ones are gathered, In the far-away home where they dwell, Do they know how our sad hearts are breaking â Do they know that we love them so well ?
Do they know, ... do they know, ... Do they know that we love them so well ? In the land where the bright ones are gathered, Do they know that we love them so well ?
2. Where they gaze on the splendours of Eden, On the glories nomortal can tell, Do they think of the eyes that are weeping â Do they know that we love them so well ?
3. Do they stoop from the bright realms of glory, Where the anthems triumphantly swell ; Do they long for a blessed reunion â Do they know that we love them so well ?
4. Yes, they know; for our spirits are blending, In the mansion of peace where they dwell ; And they watch and they wait for our coming, For they know that we love them so well. Yea, they know, . . . yes, they know, etc.