You are gone to the grave
But we will not mourn you
Although sorrow and darkness
Gather round your tomb

The savior has passed through
Death's door before you
May His lamp guide us through

You are gone to the grave
And your cradle is empty
Here with us you couldn't stay long
But the sound you heard was the morning song of the angels

Where Heaven's sunshine beams
Bright on your awakening
Through Hs lamp's eternal gleam

Your brothers near and your sisters far
They're going to see who you really are
When they want to

The savior has passed through
Death's door before you
Now Heaven's sunshine beams
Bright on your awakening
Through Hs lamp's eternal gleam