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.

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.

No Parting Words Shall Ever Be Spoken
In Yonder Home So Fair ;
But Songs Of Joy, And Peace, And Gladness.
We’ll Sing For Ever There.