O the friends that now are wait­ing,
In the cloud­less realms of day,
Who are call­ing me to fol­low
Where their steps have led the way;
They have laid aside their ar­mor,
And their earth­ly course is run;
They have kept the faith with pa­tience
And their crown of life is won.

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They are call­ing, gently call­ing,
Sweetly call­ing me to come,
And I’m look­ing through the sha­dows
For the bless­èd lights of home.

They have laid aside their ar­mor
For the robe of spot­less white;
And with Je­sus they are walk­ing
Where the ri­ver spark­les bright.
We have la­bored here to­ge­ther,
We have la­bored side by side,
Just a lit­tle while be­fore me
They have crossed the roll­ing tide.

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On those dear fa­mil­iar fac­es
There will be no trace of care;
Every sigh was hushed for­ev­er
At the pa­lace gate so fair.
I shall see them, I shall know them,
I shall hear their song of love,
And we’ll all sing hal­le­lu­jah
In our Fa­ther’s house above.

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