Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
There are little ones glancing about in my path,
In want of a friend and a guide;
There are dear little eyes looking up into mine,
Whose tears might be easily dried.
But Jesus may beckon the children away
In the midst of their grief and their glee
Will any of them, at the beautiful gate
Be waiting and watching for me?
Will any of them, at the beautiful gate
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
There are old and forsaken who linger awhile
In homes which their dearest have left;
And a few gentle words or an action of love
May cheer their sad spirits bereft.
But the reaper is near to the long standing corn,
The wearly will soon be set free,
Will any of them, at the beautiful gate
Be waiting and watching for me?
Will any of them, at the beautiful gate
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me?
Oh, should I be brought there by the bountiful grace
Of Him who delights to forgive,
Though I bless not the weary about in my path
Pray only for self while I live, -
Methinks I should mourn o'er my sinful neglect
If sorrow in heaven can be,
Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate
Be watching and waiting for me.
Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate
Be watching and waiting for me.
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me.
Be waiting and watching,
Be waiting and watching for me.