On that bright and golden morning

1. On that bright and golden morning
    When the Son of Man shall come,
    And the radiance of His glory we shall see:
    When from ev’ry clime and nation
    He shall call His people home -
    What a gath’ring of the ransomed that will be!

               CHORUS


        What a gath’ring! What a gath’ring!
        What a gath’ring of the ransomed in
        The summer land of love!
        What a gath’ring! What a gath’ring!
        Of the ransomed in that happy home above!

2. When the blest who sleep in Jesus at
    His bidding shall arise
    From the silence of the grave and from the sea;
    And with bodies all celestial they shall
    meet Him in the skies
    What a gath’ring and rejoicing there will be!

3. When our eyes behold the city, with its
    “many mansions” bright,
    And its river, calm and restful, flowing free -
    When the friends that death has parted
    shall in bliss again unite -
    What a gath’ring and a greeting there will be.

4. Oh, the King is surely coming, and the time
    is drawing nigh,
    When the blessed day of promise we shall see:
    Then the changing “in a moment, in the
    twinkling of an eye,”
    And for ever in His presence we shall be !