(A.P.Carter)

There are loved ones in the glory
Whose dear forms you often miss
When you close your earthly story
Will you join them in their bliss?

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, by and by
In a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky.

In the joyous days of childhood
Oft' they told of wond'rous love
Pointed to the dying Saviour
Now they dwell with him above.

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, by and by
In a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky.

You can picture happy gath'rings
'Round the fireside long ago
And you think of tearful partings
When they left you here below.

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, by and by
In a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky...