Shed Not a Tear

Shed not a tear o’er your friend’s ear­ly bier

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Smile when the slow toll­ing bell you shall hear—

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Weep not for me when you stand round my grave

Think who has died His be­lov­èd to save

Think of the crown all the ran­somed shall have

When I am gone—when I am gone.

Shed not a tear when you stand round my grave—

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Sing a sweet song un­to Him who doth save

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Sing to the Lamb who on earth once was slain

Sing to the Lamb who in Heav­en doth reign

Sing till the world shall be filled with His name

When I am gone—when I am gone.

Plant ye a tree which may wave ov­er me—

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Sing ye a song when my grave you shall see:

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Come at the close of a bright sum­mer’s day

Come when the sun sheds his last lin­ger­ing ray

Come

and re­joice that I thus passed away

When I am gone—when I am gone.

Plant ye a rose that may bloom o’er my bed—

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Breathe not a sigh for the blest ear­ly dead—

When I am gone—when I am gone—

Praise ye the Lord that I’m freed from all care;

Serve ye the Lord that my bliss you may share;

Look up on high and be­lieve I am there;

When I am gone—when I am gone.