I Hear Sweet Singing

1 A lonesome feeling comes stealing when I think of the past,
Days of childhood when life was full and free, full and free,
I see the old home and loved ones of the long, long ago,
And the voices I loved come back to me.

Refrain:
I hear sweet singing (Of love and duty,) in tones, (of matchless beauty,)
Voices from the other shore; (Bright shore;)
The mem'ry lingers (And makes me ponder,) of days, (we'll spend up yonder,
Where I'll see their forms once more. (Again once more.)

2 I seem to see them around the hearth-stone when day is done,
Singing praises to Christ of Calvary, Calvary;
I seem to hear them again as they burst forth in a song,
Voices blending in sweetest harmony. [Refrain]

3 The voices of those I loved are silent now that they've gone,
Only mem'ries remain to bless and burn, bless and burn;
This hope I charish: to meet them yonder in gloryland,
Since they've gone on that trip of no return. [Refrain]

Source: Clarion Call #101