Beyond the sunset,
O blissful morning,
When with our
Savior heaven is begun,
Earth's toiling in death,
O glorious dawning,
Beyond the sunset when day is done.
Should you go first and I remain
to walk the road alone,
I'll live in memory's garden,
dear,
With happy days we've known.
In spring I'll wait for roses red,
When fades the lilacs blue.
In early fall, when brown leaves fall,
I'll catch a glimpse of you.
Should you go first and I remain,
For battles to be fought,
Each thing you've touched along
the way will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
though blindly I may grope.
The memory of your helping hand will
buoy me on with hope.
Should you go first and I remain
to finish with a scroll,
No lengthening shadows shall creep in
To make this life seem droll.
We've known so much happiness,
we've had our cup of joy,
And memory is one gift of
God that death cannot destroy.
Should you go first and I remain,
one thing I'd have you do,
Walk slowly down that long,
path, for soon I'll follow you.
I want to know each step you take,
so I may walk the same.
For someday down that lonely road,
you'll hear me call your name.
Beyond the sunset, oh, glad reunion
With our dear loved ones
who've gone on before
In that fair homeland,
we'll know no parting
Beyond the sunset forevermore.