I'm a-waiting and a-watching for the day that has no end. 
For the sun that's ever shining, for its rays that ever blend; 
For the light that casts no shadows, for the sky that's ever fair, 
For the rose that's ever blooming as its fragrance fills the air.

I'm a-waiting and a watching for the land that knows no night; 
Where the terrors of the darkness are dispelled in morning's light, 
Where the murmurs of the breezes blend themselves into a song, 
And the silvery carol echoes to the heavens, soft and long.

I'm a-waiting and a-watching for the song that's never o'er, 
For the joy that's never ending on that light-emblazoned shore, 
For the peace that shall enfold me with the heaven's holy breath, 
For the glory that shall greet me, for the life that knows no death.