Shake Hands with Mother Again

If I should be liv­ing when Je­sus comes

And could know the day and the hour

I’d like to be stand­ing at mo­ther’s tomb

When Je­sus comes in His pow­er.

’Twill be a won­der­ful

hap­py day

Up there on the gold­en strand

When I can hear Je­sus my Sav­ior say

Shake hands with mo­ther again.

I’d like to say

Mother

this is your boy

You left when you went away;

And now

my dear mo­ther

it gives me great joy

To see you again to­day.

There’s com­ing a time when I can go home

To meet my loved ones up there;

There I can see Je­sus up­on His throne

In that bright ci­ty so fair.

There’ll be no more sor­row or pain to bear

In that home be­yond the sky;

A glo­ri­ous thought when we all get there

We nev­er will say

good­bye.