When the Dream of Life Is O’er

Oh

let us sing of Heav­en

The bright home of the blest;

“Where the wick­ed cease from troub­ling

And the wea­ry are at rest.”

It is just across the riv­er

Over on the oth­er shore;

May we each one gain an en­trance

When the dream of life is o’er.

Oh

let us sing of Je­sus

Who guides us day by day

Who com­forts us in trouble

And wipes our tears away.

He’s pre­pared a man­sion for us

Over on the oth­er shore;

May we each one gain an e­ntrance

When the dream of life is o’er.

Oh

let us sing of loved ones

Long since pass­èd away

From earth and earth­ly trials

To Heav’n’s eter­nal day.

They are just across the riv­er

Over on the oth­er shore;

And they’ll all be there to greet us

When the dream of life is o’er.