We shall part but not forever
There shall be a glorious dawn
We shall meet to part no never
On that resurrection morn
Where the flowers bloom forever
On that resurrection morn.
We shall pat but not forever
We shall pat but not forever
It is called We Shall Sleep But Not Forever
We shall pat but not forever
Here are the lyrics to "We Shall Sleep But Not Forever":
We Shall Sleep, But Not Forever
1.
We shall sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn!
We shall meet to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn!
From the deepest cave of ocean,
From the desert and the plain,
From the valley and the mountain,
Countless throngs shall rise again.
Chorus
We shall sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn!
We shall meet, to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn!
2.
When we see a precious blossom,
That we tended with such care,
Rudely taken from our bosom,
How our aching hearts despair!
Round its little grave we linger,
Till the setting sun is low,
Feeling all our hopes have perished,
With the flow'r we cherished so.
3.
We shall sleep, but not forever,
In the lone and silent grave:
Blessèd be the Lord that taketh,
Blessèd be the Lord that gave.
In the bright eternal city,
Death can never, never come!
In His own good time He'll call us,
From our rest, to home, sweet home.
Thanks,
Steve
We Shall Sleep, But Not Forever
1.
We shall sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn!
We shall meet to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn!
From the deepest cave of ocean,
From the desert and the plain,
From the valley and the mountain,
Countless throngs shall rise again.
Chorus
We shall sleep, but not forever,
There will be a glorious dawn!
We shall meet, to part, no, never,
On the resurrection morn!
2.
When we see a precious blossom,
That we tended with such care,
Rudely taken from our bosom,
How our aching hearts despair!
Round its little grave we linger,
Till the setting sun is low,
Feeling all our hopes have perished,
With the flow'r we cherished so.
3.
We shall sleep, but not forever,
In the lone and silent grave:
Blessèd be the Lord that taketh,
Blessèd be the Lord that gave.
In the bright eternal city,
Death can never, never come!
In His own good time He'll call us,
From our rest, to home, sweet home.
Thanks,
Steve
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