If you reach the gates before me To the land of endless day, To that home that is forever bright and fair, When my father and my mother Ask you if I’m on the way, You may tell my dear old parents I’ll be there. Refrain You may tell them I’ll be there, That the Lord has heard And answered every prayer; Yes, be sure to give this message When they meet you at the gate; You may tell my dear old parents I’ll be there. Thro’ my mind there steals a picture Of a fireside warm and bright, I can see my mother in her old armchair; I can hear my father praying That I might be led aright, And reach home at last in answer to his prayer. Refrain Then my home was almost Heaven, Tho’ but humble at its best, But to me it was most beautiful and fair; O what will it be in Heaven, In those mansions of the blest, When with father and with mother I’ll be there. Refrain Then no matter what the journey, Tho’ the way be dark or bright, I will push ahead with hope, and not despair; For I soon will join my loved ones In that land of love and light, Then be sure to tell my parents I’ll be there. Refrain