Death Shall Not Destroy My Comfort

Death shall not destroy my comfort,
Christ shall guide me through the gloom;
Down He’ll send some heav’nly convoy,
To escort my spirit home.
Oh, hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Oh, hallelujah! That I do;
Oh, hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Mourners, you may love Him too.
Jordan’s stream shall not o’er flow me,
While my Savior’s by my side;
Canaan, Canaan lies before me!
Soon I’ll cross the swelling tide.
Oh, hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Oh, hallelujah! That I do;
Oh, hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Mourners, you may love Him too.
See the happy spirits waiting,
On the banks beyond the stream!
Sweet responses still repeating,
«Jesus! Jesus!» is their theme.
Oh, hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Oh, hallelujah! That I do;
Hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Mourners, you may love Him too.
Oh, hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Oh, hallelujah! That I do;
Oh hallelujah! How I love my Savior!
Mourners, you may love Him too.