1. We cannot think of them as dead
Who walk with us no more;
Along the path of life we tread—
They have but gone before.
2. The Father’s house is mansioned fair
Beyond our vision dim;
All souls are His, and here or there
Are living unto Him.
3. And still their silent ministries
Within our hearts have place,
As when on earth they walked with us
And met us face to face.
4. Ours are they by an ownership
Nor time nor death can free;
For God hath given love to keep
Its own eternally.
Frederick L. Hosmer
The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition
<idle musing>
When I was younger, I didn't pay too much attention to the idea of a communion of the saints who had gone before. But, as I get older and more and more of the people I knew have crossed the river or gone beyond the veil, or however you want to say that they aren't in this body anymore, having died, the more I am intrigued by it.
I don't recall ever having sung this hymn, but then, as I said, I didn't pay much attention to the idea of the communion of the saints who had gone before.
</idle musing>
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