Forever with the Lord

“Forever with the Lord!”Amen! so let it be;Life from the dead is in that word,’Tis immortality.

Here in the body pent,Absent from Him I roam,Yet nightly pitch my moving tentA day’s march nearer home.

My Father’s house on high,Home of my soul! how nearAt times to faith’s foreseeing eyeThe golden gates appear!

Ah! then my spirit faintsTo reach the land I love,The bright inheritance of saints,Jerusalem above!

“Forever with the Lord!”Father, if ’tis Thy will,The promise of that faithful wordE’en here to me fulfil.

Be Thou at my right hand,Then I can never fail;Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand;Fight, and I must prevail.

So when my latest breathShall rend the veil in twain,By death I shall escape from deathAnd life eternal gain.

Knowing as I am known,How shall I love that wordAnd oft repeat before the throne,“Forever with the Lord!”