Jesus went up to the Father
As those belov'd looked to the sky
"Surely he shall come again - as you beheld him fly"
Thus was it said to them after
And was not a last goodbye
Before I knew there was a you
Before you knew there was an I
He came to live and then to die
Before we loved each other
And feared that one may fly
Yes before we feared a last goodbye
Should we be sundered from each other
It shall not be a last goodbye
For another went before
And decreed that love not die
And but a very little after
Love has wept, a brighter eye
Shall greet a much beloved other
That there may be no last goodbye
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