You have heard of little Moses in the bull rush
You have heard of fearless David and his sling
You have heard the story told of dreaming Joseph
And of Jonah and the whale you often sing
Well, there is going to be a meeting in the air
In that sweet, sweet by and by
Well, I am going to meet you, meet you over there
In that home beyond the sky
So the singing you will hear never heard by mortals ears
Will be glorious, yes, I do declare
And God's own son will be the leading one
At that meeting in the air
Many things will there be missin' at that meeting
For the mourners bench will have no place at all
There will never be a sermon preached to sinners for the sinner had refused to heed the call
There will be no mourning over wayward loved ones
There will be no lonely nights of pleading prayer.
All our burdens and our anguish will be lifted at that meeting in the air.
Well, there is going to be a meeting in the air
In that sweet, sweet by and by
Well, I am going to meet you, meet you over there
In that home beyond the sky
So the singing you will hear never heard by mortals ears
Will be glorious, yes, I do declare
And God's own son will be the leading one
At that meeting in the air
