Dearest Friendships Here Are Broken

 


 
 

Dearest friendships here are broken,
But there is a city fair
Where no parting word is spoken;
Some glad morning, meet me there.

Meet me there, O meet me there,
Heaven’s untold bliss to share;
In the home on high there’s no sad goodbye,
Some glad morning, meet me there.

Where the stream of life is flowing
May we wander free and blest;
Where the healing trees are growing,
After toiling may we rest.

Where no storm clouds throw their shadows
On the glorious summer hours,
Straying thro’ celestial meadows,
May we gather deathless flowers.

Where redemption’s song is pealing
Forth in grandeur let us meet,
And in grateful worship kneeling,
Cast our crowns at Jesus’ feet.



 
 
Dearest Friendships Here Are Broken Hymn Lyric
 
 

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