Vacant Chair

We shall meet, but we shall miss him.

There will be one va-cant chair.

We shall linger to caress him,

While we breathe our e--vening prayer.

When a- year a-go we gathered

Joy was in his mild blue eyes.

Now a golden chord is severed,

And our hopes in ru-in lie.

We shall meet, but we shall miss him.

There will be one va-cant chair.

We shall linger to caress him,

While we breathe our e--vening prayer.