O Happy Ones, That Sweetly Sing
O happy ones, that sweetly sing,
In yonder world so fair;
Your footprints on the sands of time,
Were left to guide us there.
We'll follow on, still looking up,
Beyond the ether blue,
Where, by and by, thro' grace divine,
We'll meet and sing with you.
We'll sing of Him, our blessèd Lord,
Who laid His glory down;
Who bore our sins upon the cross,
That we might wear a crown.
We follow on with trusting hearts,
For o'er life's troubled way,
The same protecting hand is ours,
That led you, day by day.