As the shadows of the night round are falling, I am thinking of that day by and by; When the trumpet of the Lord shall be calling, As the day breaks o'er the hills. Refrain: I'll go singing, I'll go shouting on my journey home, Till the day breaks, till the day breaks; There'll be singing, there'll be shouting, when we all get home, When the day breaks o'er the hills. When we gather home at last there'll be singing, Such as angels round the throne never heard; For the song of souls redeemed shall go ringing, As the day breaks o'er the hills. I shall rise to be with Jesus forever, I shall meet the ones who passed on before; We shall meet to part no more, never, never, When the day breaks o'er the hills.