1 Time, like a stream, is gliding by;
We’re on its shore today;
A moment more and we may pass
From mortal sight away.

Refrain:
We’re gathering, we’re gathering,
On life’s celestial shore;
We soon shall meet beyond the stream,
Shall meet to part no more.

2 Thus one by one our friends have passed;
Through pearly gates they glide,
Where gathering hosts of loved ones meet
Far o’er the river tide. [Refrain]

3 This land of rest is hid from view,
Though gentle airs, so calm,
Oft stealing from that viewless shore,
Bring us their breath of balm. [Refrain]

4 We’re gathering home within the veil,
Its heav’nly joys to share,
What glorious greetings will be ours,
To meet our loved ones there. [Refrain]