I hope we shall find the gates open far,
So that close together we both come in;
I shrink from the thoughts of the gates ajar,
When only the one might an entrance win.
I wonder if Heaven is brighter yet,
Than the home that lies o'er a distant main;
I wonder if there we shall quite forget
That we never saw that dear home again!
I must not be tired, or think of my load;
I must try to walk with a step more free;