Oh! 'Tis glorious!

When our earthly sun is setting,

And its glory fading fast;

When our life's long looked for evening

With its shadows comes at last

Chorus:

Oh! 'tis glorious,

To enter in the sweet refrain,

Oh! 'tis glorious,

Oh! tis glorious,

To know we'll meet again.

When the tear-drops fast are flowing,

And our hearts are torn with grief;

When for all our sorrows, vainly

We attempt to find relief.

When the cold sweat of the dying

Hangs in drops upon our face,

And a secret voice assures us

We have almost run our face.

When the friends we love are standing

Round our lonely, dying bed,

And we take our farewell parting

Ere the spark of life has fled.