Oh, do not mourn that I am gone-
I sing a new and glorious song;
I see my Saviour face to face,
Right here where He prepared a place.
Such a reunion at the door,
Greeted by loved ones gone before;
I hear the host of angels sing...
The vict'ry sound shall ever ring.
Oh, do not mourn that I am gone,
For I'm at home where I belong;
No tears or pain on heaven's ground,
God's presence here is all around.
This glorious place beyond the sun
Is where I wait for you dear one,
But until then - joyfully live...
Serve God with all you have to give.
Oh, do not ever mourn for me,
I'm now at home...Completely Free.
"...Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart
of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him."