Old friends are gone, and others leaving..
I stay and grieve, terrible grieving...
And think of time, we laughed in jest...
Seems I block out, all the rest...
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A suggestion for a final verse:
And when we meet, for meet we will,
No longer old, no longer ill,
No longer pining day-by-day...
As Jesus bids us all to stay...
We'll bid farewell to all our tears,
To all our foolish doubts and fears,
As Jesus welcomes us, we'll sing
Our sweet Hosannas to our King!
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A suggestion for a final verse: And when we meet, for meet we will, No longer old, no longer ill, No longer pining day-by-day... As Jesus bids us all to stay... We'll bid farewell to all our tears, To all our foolish doubts and fears, As Jesus welcomes us, we'll sing Our sweet Hosannas to our King!