We Will Meet Anonymous/Unknown, pub.1792 alt. by Barney E. Warren, pub.1893 copyright status is Public Domain Subjects: Death, Anticipation, Heaven, Reunion Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 4:17 We Will Meet [.xml] Barney E. Warren, pub.1893 copyright status is Public Domain Key: E♭ Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.7.6.6.8.7 Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] play midi [.mid] This song in other languages: .pdf Deutsch (German) .pdf Pусский (Russian)	Farewell, dear friends, a long farewell, Since we shall meet no more, Till we shall rise with thee to dwell On heaven’s blissful shore. Refrain: We will meet you in the morning, Where the shadows pass away; We will meet, we will meet, We will meet over there; We will meet you in the morning, Where all tears are wiped away. Our friend and sister, lo! is dead, Her cold and lifeless clay Has made in dust its silent bed, And there it must decay. But is she dead? No, no, she lives; Her happy spirit flies To heav’n above and there receives Her long-expected prize. In robes of pure and precious love Her virgin soul is dressed, And all the angel hosts above Rejoice to see her blest. Farewell, dear friends, again farewell; Soon we shall rise to thee, On wings of love with Christ to dwell, Through all eternity.

We Will Meet

Anonymous/Unknown, pub.1792
alt. by Barney E. Warren, pub.1893

We Will Meet [.xml]

Key: E♭

Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.7.6.6.8.7

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Farewell, dear friends, a long farewell,
Since we shall meet no more,
Till we shall rise with thee to dwell
On heaven’s blissful shore.
- Refrain:
  We will meet you in the morning,
  Where the shadows pass away;
  We will meet, we will meet,
  We will meet over there;
  We will meet you in the morning,
  Where all tears are wiped away.
Our friend and sister, lo! is dead,
Her cold and lifeless clay
Has made in dust its silent bed,
And there it must decay.
But is she dead? No, no, she lives;
Her happy spirit flies
To heav’n above and there receives
Her long-expected prize.
In robes of pure and precious love
Her virgin soul is dressed,
And all the angel hosts above
Rejoice to see her blest.
Farewell, dear friends, again farewell;
Soon we shall rise to thee,
On wings of love with Christ to dwell,
Through all eternity.