We have wandered oft together
At the hour of setting sun;
Shall we wander thus together,
When the toils of life are done?

Many hours we've spent together
Scenes of joy and grief have known;
Shall we spend the hours together
When the joy will be alone?

Sad indeed would be our parting
If we hoped to meet no more,
But although the tears are starting,
Look we to a brighter shore.

Dark indeed would be the morrow
When, apart we sadly roam,
If beyond this world of sorrow
We could see no happier home.

But we've heard a joyful story
Of a land that's bright and fair,
And we hope to share its glory,
And to meet each other there.

Swiftly onward to the ocean
Roll the troubled waves of time,
Bearing us with every motion
Nearer to the blessed clime.

Soon the tears that now are starting
With their causes will be o'er;
Soon the hands now clasped in parting
Will be joined forevermore.

We have shared one home together,
We have sat around one board;
And we'll find a home together
In the Paradise restored!