What
a beautiful day to tell this world good-bye,
What
a beautiful day to see Him in the sky;
Leaving all temptation,
And ev’ry tribulation,
What
a beautiful day to tell this world good-bye.
What
a wonderful morn to hear that lovely sound
Of
all the sainted dead coming forth from the ground;
Going up to meet Him,
Jesus there to greet them:
What
a wonderful morn to hear that lovely sound.
What
a beautiful time for us to be alive,
When
the resurrection at long last shall arrive;
Spared from the broken heart
That comes when friends depart,
What
a beautiful time for us to be alive.
What
a beautiful sight to see Him in the air,
And
know that we shall go to be with Him up there:
To hear God’s precious Son
Pronounce those words, “Well done!”
What
a beautiful sight to see Him in the air.
What
a wonderful noise, the sound of angels’ wings,
Listen
for them brother, as they God’s glory sing;
This world cannot compare
To what waits over there:
What
a wonderful noise, the sound of angels’ wings.
What
a blessed affair to meet the sainted dead,
Who
followed all the way the blessed Savior led;
Their burdens all laid down,
Donning the blessed crown:
What
a blessed affair to meet the sainted dead.
What
a powerful thought: Before Him I shall stand,
As
on His throne He sits up in that fairer land;
The verdict He’ll announce,
The fate of all pronounce,
What
a powerful thought: Before Him I shall stand.
What
a lovely feeling sweeps o’er my lonely heart,
To
think of that City from which I’ll not depart;
My needs will all be met,
My sins He will forget,
What
a lovely feeling sweeps o’er my lonely heart.
What
a grand companion, the sinless Son of God,
Who
on earth once traveled the paths that I now trod;
My broken heart He’ll mend,
Bring all pain to an end;
What
a grand companion, the sinless Son of God.
What
a lovely moment when from this world I’ll fly,
Ferried
by the Savior to that sweet home on high;
Nothing will remind me
Of sins left behind me:
What
a lovely moment when from this world I’ll fly!
H.
L. Gradowith
04-19-01