“And until then my heart will go on singing, until then with joy I carry on, until the day mine eyes behold the City until the day God calls me home.”

“Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast, there by His love o’ershadowed, sweetly her soul shall rest. Hark! ’tis the voice of angels, borne in a song to me, over the fields of glory, over the jasper sea. Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on His gentle breast, there by His love o’ershadowed, sweetly her soul shall rest.”