Sadly we sing and with tremulous breath
That we stand at the mystical stream
Through the valley and by the dark river of death
And yet it's no more than a dream
Only a dream, only a dream
And glory beyond the dark stream
How peaceful the slumber, how happy the waking
For death is only a dream
Prepare me, my savior, prepare me, I pray
To cross o'er this terribly dark stream
O lead me and guide me and be near my side
It'll be nothing more than a dream
Only a dream, only a dream
And glory beyond the dark stream
How peaceful the slumber, how happy the waking
For death is only a dream