Barbara C. Ryberg 1914-2008
When I Have Gone
When I have gone, remember Iím with Jesus;
Then do not grieve because Iíve passed away.
Life holds so many griefs and disappointments,
And will you weep because I did not stay?
ĎTis only for a spell we must be parted-
Not many years on earth to us are given-
And when my Saviour tells me you are coming,
Iíll go with Him, and welcome you to Heaven.
Grieve not because the eyes that looked upon you
Shall never see your face on earth again;
Rejoice because they look upon the Saviour
Who gave His life to ransom sinful men.
Weep not because I walk no longer with you;
Remember, I am walking streets of gold.
Weep for yourselves that you awhile must tarry
Before the blessed Lord you may behold.
by Barbara C. Ryberg