Dear wife I found a model church
And worshipped there today
It made me think of the good old times
Before my hair was gray

   The meetinghouse was finer built
   Than they were years ago
   But I found out when I went in
   It was not built for show

The sexton did not sit me down
Away back by the door
He knew that I was old and deaf
And saw that I was poor

   He must have been a Christian man
   He led me boldly through
   The long aisle of that crowded church
   To find a pleasant pew

I wish you'd heard the singing, wife
it had the old town ring
The preacher said with trumpet voice
Let all the people sing

   Oh Coronation was the tune
   The music upward roared
   I thought I heard the angel choir
   Strike on their harps of gold

I tell you wife it did me good
To sing those hymns once more
I felt just like some wrecked marine
Who gets a glimpse of shore

   It made want to lay aside
   This weather beaten form
   And anchor in that blessed port
   Forever from the storm

Dear wife the toil will soon be o'er
The victory soon be won
The shining strand is just ahead
Our race is nearly run

   We're near to Canaan's happy shore
   Our hopes are bright and fair
   Thank God we'll never sin again
   There'll be no sorrow there


There'll be no sorrow there
In heaven above
Where all is love
There'll be no sorrow there