On earth we meet with friends and part;
And parting bear a sorrowed heart.
They come, they go; there's nothing sure;
All full of doubt; all insecure.
But when on earth our heaven we find
By having God within the mind;
The sorrow, which we felt before,
At parting friends, we feel no more.
However far our footsteps rove,
We always meet in God's great love;
However wide our travels run,
Our journey and our joys are one.
God is our home, and in that state
We cannot so far separate,
As not to make the distant near,
And know the lov'd are always here.
And parting bear a sorrowed heart.
They come, they go; there's nothing sure;
All full of doubt; all insecure.
But when on earth our heaven we find
By having God within the mind;
The sorrow, which we felt before,
At parting friends, we feel no more.
However far our footsteps rove,
We always meet in God's great love;
However wide our travels run,
Our journey and our joys are one.
God is our home, and in that state
We cannot so far separate,
As not to make the distant near,
And know the lov'd are always here.
— Christ in the Soul (1872) LXXII.
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