Just a quick follow-up. I found a recording from a memorial service posted to Facebook
here, where I was able to find the second verse. Here's the complete version.
1.
Men often dream of faraway lands with strange sounding names,
Oh, but it seems that each time I dream, it's much the same;
I see a place that I have never seen before;
It's got a white pearly gate and a Father that waits
By a big open door
Chorus:
What's that I hear, is it the sound of a trumpet?
I feel the touch of a much better place
If I am dreaming, please don't awake me
For soon the eastern skies will part and I'll see His face
2.
Now this old world has lost its charm; It's no place for me.
It's that white shining throne in my new home I long to see.
I spend my days in much the same ways I wait for that sound
Then my hands will be raised with one shout of praise
Headed for higher ground.
Just a quick follow-up. I found a recording from a memorial service posted to Facebook [url=http://facebook.com/watch/live/?ref=watch_permalink&v=1709325556181536]here[/url], where I was able to find the second verse. Here's the complete version.
1.
Men often dream of faraway lands with strange sounding names,
Oh, but it seems that each time I dream, it's much the same;
I see a place that I have never seen before;
It's got a white pearly gate and a Father that waits
By a big open door
Chorus:
What's that I hear, is it the sound of a trumpet?
I feel the touch of a much better place
If I am dreaming, please don't awake me
For soon the eastern skies will part and I'll see His face
2.
Now this old world has lost its charm; It's no place for me.
It's that white shining throne in my new home I long to see.
I spend my days in much the same ways I wait for that sound
Then my hands will be raised with one shout of praise
Headed for higher ground.