Today we think of loved ones gone,
Whose forms lie ’neath the sod so drear,
And long to join them round the throne,
And with them praise the Sav­ior dear.

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Sing praise to God this sac­red day,
And scat­ter flowers o’er mounds of clay;
While life shall last, all hon­or pay
Unto the dear ones gone!

While we are sing­ing songs of love,
And scat­ter­ing lov­ing tri­butes round,
Our hearts are raised to Heav’n above,
Where we by Je­sus shall be crowned.

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Our loved now rest­ing ’neath the sod,
We’ll meet o’er on the oth­er side,
And dwell for­ev­er there with God,
If here the Sav­ior is our guide.

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Then ev­er rea­dy let us be,
With spir­it pure and free from sin,
That when our Sav­ior we shall see,
He’ll bid us, Wel­come! En­ter in!

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