Where shall I stand the hour before I come to knock at Heaven’s door?

And what others’ eyes shall see

Visions of the angels who come for me?

I know it not, but I believe

God waits on high, souls to receive.

Therein holds a time of tender bliss

For the soul who perceives visions like this.

What solace, comfort to behold

That greatest mystery to unfold

And enter into sacred rest,

Having passed through life’s final test!

What limitless seas of love untold

Lie waiting there, yet to behold!

But hold me here a moment more

For those who weep before Thy door.

Let me breathe Thy Love, Peace on them

Before I take my place within.

Cause Your Grace to light their way

And give them peace to fill their day.

Eye hath not seen beyond that door

Nor human heart hath known.

Yet I believe ‘tis joy, peace and more

For the soul who finds therein its home.