We Shall Meet Our Friends Departed

1 We shall meet our friends departed,
Though we left them long ago
To their lone and dreamless slumbers,
In the silent dust below;
We shall meet them, O how glorious!
When this weary life is o'er,
In those bright, celestial regions,
Blest and happy evermore.

Chorus:
We shall meet, yes, we shall meet them,
when our journeyings are o'er,
We shall meet them, Hallelujah!
On that bright and shining shore.

2 We shall meet our friends departed
Whom the promised land hath won,
Shining as the stars of heaven,
Round the everlasting throne;
Onward, every soul, to duty,
Scatter wide the shades of gloom,
All of life is in the future,
Life is bliss beyond the tomb. [Chorus]

3 We shall meet our friends departed,
Clothed in robes of heavenly white,
And with sainted voices greet them
In a land of life and light;
Lift no voice of grief or sorrow
That they moulder in the dust;
We shall meet them on the morrow
At the rising of the just. [Chorus]

Source: Songs of Free Grace #35

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #15046