Till we meet again

A memorial service was held for Grandma Dunkeld on Monday and I have been thinking about a song that was sung at the service since then. It was, of course, sung in Shona (the language of Zimbabwe) but it was beautiful. I think I would want this to be sung at my funeral as well. I love hymns. Here's the English version.

God be with you till we meet again;
by his counsels guide, uphold you,
with his sheep securely fold you;
God be with you till we meet again.

Till we meet, till we meet,
till we meet at Jesus' feet;
till we meet, till we meet,
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
neath his wings securely hide you,
daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
when life's perils thick confound you,
put his arms unfailing round you;
God be with you till we meet again.

Till we meet, till we meet,
till we meet at Jesus' feet;
till we meet, till we meet,
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
keep love's banner floating o'er you,
smite death's threatening wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again.

How exciting is it that the Bible tells us we will recognize faces when we get to Heaven? Not only will we be worshiping our glorious Lord for eternity, we will be among loved one and friends. We will forever be with our brothers and sisters in Christ.