Scripture Verse

Hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast, and which entereth into that within the veil. Hebrews 6:19


Words: Phe­be A. Spur­lock, in The Gold­en Rule, by So­lo­mon W. Straub (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: John Church, 1872), num­ber 50.

Music: Me­lo­dy by Phe­be Spur­lock, har­mo­ny by R. K. Moore (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Moore’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him or Spur­lock,


Time, like a stream, is glid­ing by;
We’re on its shore to­day;
A mo­ment more and we may pass
From mor­tal sight away.


We’re ga­ther­ing, we’re ga­ther­ing,
On life’s ce­les­ti­al shore;
We soon shall meet be­yond the stream,
Shall meet to part no more.

Thus one by one our friends have passed;
Through pear­ly gates they glide,
Where ga­ther­ing hosts of loved ones meet
Far o’er the ri­ver tide.


This land of rest is hid from view,
Though gen­tle airs, so calm,
Oft steal­ing from that view­less shore,
Bring us their breath of balm.


We’re ga­ther­ing home with­in the veil,
Its heav’n­ly joys to share,
What glo­ri­ous greet­ings will be ours,
To meet our loved ones there.