Classic Poem

Shall we know our dear and loved ones
Who before ourselves have gone
To that fair Celestial City,
They whose work on earth is done?

Shall we meet them there in Heaven,
Friends to us so near and dear,
Shall we greet them and caress them,
As we did when they were here?

Shall, oh, shall we in their company
Walk the shining streets of gold,
And behold the city's beauties,
Whose half never's yet been told?

Yes, we'll know our dear and loved ones,
When to Heaven's streets we go,
And we'll know as we are known,
For the Bible tells us so.

Oh, the wondrous bliss of going,
To that shining golden shore,
Where our near and dear and loved ones,
We shall know forevermore.