I Lay a’ Dreaming
by Steve Babb
I lay a’ dreaming of my King
Fairer than angels who round him ring
Fairer than light dancing ‘pun Heaven’s sea
Fairer than all Heaven’s treasures is He
What is this glow ‘pun yonder peak?
Is this the Heavenly home that I seek?
‘Tis but the sun rising ‘ore the grey hills
Yet I take hope and wait as He wills
Yes, we must wait till He gathers them in
Safe from the clutches of darkness and sin
All the dear children who ‘round Him will play
Home, He will gather all that He may
Great is our Foe and great his might
Serpent, Deceiver; he yields not the fight
Wielding with malice, his lies as a sword
Yet here is Christ; our Savior and Lord
I lay a’ dreaming and wished it to be
Wished for the day my Lord sets me free
Heaven’s green fields to wander and roam
Safe forever, at last I am home
He knew that they breathed the self-same air,
That not midst the dead was her pale face fair
But that she waited for him - somewhere.
Thou goest thine, and I go mine
Many ways we wend;
Many days, and many ways,
Ending in one end.
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