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When my final farewell
to the world I have said,
And gladly lie down to my rest;
When softly the watchers
shall say, “He is dead,”
And fold my pale hands
o’er my breast;
And when, with my glorified
vision at last
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
There are little ones
glancing about in my path,
In want of a friend and a guide;
There are dear little eyes
looking up into mine,
Whose tears might be easily dried.
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
There are old and forsaken
who linger awhile
In homes which
their dearest have left;
And a few gentle words
or an action of love
May cheer their sad spirits bereft.
But the Reaper is near
to the long standing corn,
The weary will soon be set free?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Oh, should I be brought there
by the bountiful grace
Of Him who delights to forgive,
Though I bless not the weary
about in my path,
Pray only for self while I live,
Methinks I should mourn
o’er my sinful neglect,
If sorrow in Heaven can be,
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
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Rev 21:10;
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WAITING AND WATCHING
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