1 Many sweet children have lived and died,
We said "Good bye" at the river side,
They dipped their feet in the gliding stream,
And faded away like a lovely dream,
And faded away like a lovely dream.
Chorus:
We shall meet them again on the shore,
We shall meet them again on the shore,
With fairer face, and angel grace,
Each loved one will welcome us there.
We shall meet them again on the shore,
Where the fields are evermore fair,
When our days have fled, and our brief lives o'er,
We shall meet them, and part no more.
2 Many dear children we know do stand,
And tune their harps in the Better Land.
Their little hands from each golden string,
Bring music sweet while the angels sing,
Bring music sweet while the angels sing. [Chorus]
3 They used to mourn when the children died,
Before King Jesus was crucified;
The cross, with bright, unchanging beam,
Now lights all the way o'er the misty stream. [Chorus]
5 Many loved children we know do stand,
Tuning their harps in the Better Land.
Their little hands from each sounding string,
Bring music sweet while the angels sing. [Chorus]
Source: The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools #60