I am think­ing of friends
Whom I used to know,
Who lived and suf­fered
In this world be­low;
They’ve gone up to Hea­ven:
But I want to know
What are they do­ing now?

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What are they do­ing in Hea­ven to­day?
Where sin and sor­row are all done away,
And peace abounds like a ri­ver, they say;
O what are they do­ing there now?

There were some whose hearts
Were bur­dened with cares,
They passed their mo­ments
In sigh­ing and tears,
They clung to the cross
With trem­bling and fears,
But what are they doing now?

Refrain

There were some whose bo­dies
Were full of dis­ease,
Medicine nor doc­tor
Could give them much ease;
They suf­fered till death
Brought fi­nal re­lease,
But what are they do­ing now?

Refrain

They were some who were poor
And oft­en des­pised;
They looked to Hea­ven
Thro’ tear-blind­ed eyes.
While peo­ple were heed­less
And deaf to their cries;
But what are they do­ing now?

Refrain