1 Shall we gather in the morning
Of the day that has no night?
Yes, the tear drops of our mourning
Shall give place to songs of light.

Refrain:
Holy Spirit, be our comfort
In the valley while we roam;
We will follow in his footsteps
‘Till we reach our heav’nly home.

2 When the saints of all the ages
Gather round the great white throne,
We will tell how God, so gracious,
Led us to our heav’nly home. [Refrain]

3 We shall walk the plains of glory
In yon sunny land of bless;
We shall sing the old, old story
In a brighter world than this. [Refrain]

4 O the joy of that bright morning
When we reach the blessed land,
With the heav’nly chorus joining,
Glory, glory to the Lamb! [Refrain]