I come to meet thee in the skies,
And claim my heavenly rest!
Soon will the pilgrim’s journey end;
Then, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
Receive me to thy breast!
C. Wesley.
1062
C. M.
Death of a child.
She was the music of our home,
I come to meet thee in the skies,
And claim my heavenly rest!
Soon will the pilgrim’s journey end;
Then, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
Receive me to thy breast!
C. Wesley.
C. M.
Death of a child.
She was the music of our home,