Murmuring soft­ly, ca­rol­ing gent­ly,
Music en­chant­ing com­eth to me;
Over the wa­ters, beau­ti­ful wa­ters,
Where in the home­land soon I shall be.
How like a vi­sion ten­der­ly steal­ing,
Over my spi­rit, wea­ry, op­pressed;
Drawing me up­ward, urg­ing me for­ward,
Telling of sun­shine, rap­ture and rest.

Refrain

Murmuring soft­ly, ca­rol­ing gent­ly,
Music en­chant­ing com­eth to me;
Over the wa­ters, beau­ti­ful wa­ters,
Where in the home­land soon I shall be.

Silently mus­ing, bliss­ful­ly gaz­ing
Into the fu­ture teem­ing with light,
Sweetly the ech­oes float­ing around me,
Whisper of Ed­en, love­ly and bright.
Eden, where sum­mer, fade­less, eter­nal,
Scatters its ros­es, bloom­ing for aye;
There is no part­ing, there is no weep­ing,
Sorrow and sigh­ing van­ish away.

Refrain

There our Re­deem­er, lov­ing Re­deem­er,
Gathers the faith­ful safe on His breast,
Out of the chang­ing in­to the change­less,
Out of the toil­ing into the rest.
Welcome the mo­ment when to His pre­sence,
Joyful my spi­rit flies like a bird;
O what a mor­row, O what a meet­ing,
Eye hath not seen it, ear hath not heard.

Refrain