213 Forever with the Lord

1 Forever with the Lord! Amen! So let it be. Life from the dead is in that word; 'Tis immortality. 2 While time on earth is spent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, The golden gates appear! 4 Lord, be at my right hand, Then can I never fail. If you uphold me, I shall stand; With you I shall prevail. 5 So when my dying breath Shall rend the veil in two, By death I shall escape from death To endless life with you. 6 I'll know as I am known; How shall I love that word And oft repeat before the throne, "Forever with the Lord!"