1 When the shades of evening gather,
And the sun has gone to sleep,
It is then I love to linger,
While the shadows round me creep,
Then I view the spangled heavens,
Sending out their golden bars,
And in fancy I am carried,
To that land beyond the stars,
To that land beyond the stars.
2 O I thank the Lord for darkness,
For it makes the stars shine bright,
And my soul is lifted upward,
When I see their golden light,
For I think of that fair country,
Where no discord ever jars,
And I feel homesick for heaven,
For that land beyond the stars,
For that land beyond the stars.
3 Cares of life will soon be over,
And the day will soon be done,
Then I'll go to that fair country,
When my race below is run,
God will send His angels for me,
I will get on board their cars,
And sweep thro' the golden pathway,
To that land beyond the stars,
To that land beyond the stars.
Source: Light in the Valley: a new work of great merit for the Sunday school, revivals, Christian Endeavor, Epworth League, young people's society, and all forward movement along the line of battle... #163
Johnson Oatman, Jr., son of Johnson and Rachel Ann Oatman, was born near Medford, N. J., April 21, 1856. His father was an excellent singer, and it always delighted the son to sit by his side and hear him sing the songs of the church.
Outside of the usual time spent in the public schools, Mr. Oatman received his education at Herbert's Academy, Princetown, N. J., and the New Jersey Collegiate Institute, Bordentown, N. J. At the age of nineteen he joined the M.E. Church, and a few years later he was granted a license to preach the Gospel, and still later he was regularly ordained by Bishop Merrill. However, Mr. Oatman only serves as a local preacher.
For many years he was engaged with his father in the mercantile business at Lumberton… Go to person page >
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