Speak of me kindly when life’s dreams are o’er;
Speak of me gently when I am no more.
Safely down Life’s ebbing tide,
May our vessels smoothly glide,
And anchor side by side—in heaven.
That Hope and you,
Bright days will view.
Speak of me kindly when life’s dreams are o’er;
Speak of me gently when I am no more.
Safely down Life’s ebbing tide,
May our vessels smoothly glide,
And anchor side by side—in heaven.
That Hope and you,
Bright days will view.