“We shall sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn!
We shall meet, to part—no, never,
On the resurrection morn!
From the deepest caves of ocean,
From the desert and the plain,
From the valley and the mountain,
Countless throngs shall rise again.
We shall sleep, but not forever,
In the lone and silent grave;
Blessed be the Lord that taketh,
Blessed be the Lord that gave.
In the bright Eternal City
Death can never, never come!
In His own good time He’ll call us
From our rest to Home, sweet Home!”