You’d hear of how the angels sing
How she walks on streets of gold–
The beauty of the faces there,
Of all that’s young and old.

She’d tell you of a river,
Of life that runs so free–
About the beauty of God’s garden,
And of God’s love for you and me.

She’d sing all of God’s praises,
And of meeting loved ones there–
And tell you of that city,
So loving and so fair.

She’d tell you that she’s happy,
And not to worry here–
That someday you’ll be together
In God’s tender care.

She’d tell you that she loved you,
And she knew you loved her too–
That love is the light of heaven
And that light always shines through.

She’d say to you, always,
Stand tall and wear a smile..
Until at last one happy day,
You, too, will walk that mile.

She’d say I’m waiting for you,
But don’t hurry, God knows best!
And by God’s loving promise,
Someday you’ll find my rest.