As I drift upon life’s bil­lows,
Longing for the light of day;
I can al­most hear from Hea­ven,
Loved ones sing­ing, Come this way.

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Come this way, come this way,
Here is light, and joy, and peace;
Come this way, come this way,
And your sor­rows all shall cease.

And me­thinks I hear my mo­ther,
Calling from the other shore,
With a voice so sweet and ten­der,
Far above the bil­lows’ roar:

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Hark! I hear the voice of Je­sus,
Wafted from a heav’n­ly land;
I can almost see His glo­ry,
And the beck­on­ing of His hand.

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Oh! the bliss, the joy of meet­ing
Loved ones in that migh­ty throng;
Joining with them in their sing­ing,
Of the ev­er­last­ing song.

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