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(COPYRIGHT, 1925, May Taylor Roberts)
(words&music written by May Taylor Roberts)
[start with 1st chours-then sing after each verse]

Meeting In the Air


(COPYRIGHT, 1925, May Taylor Roberts)
(words&music written by May Taylor Roberts)
 [start with 1st chours-then sing after each verse]

{1st chorus]
[C]O-Theres going to [Em]be a [C]meeting in the air.
In the sweet, sweet, bye and [G]bye.
I’m going to meet you, meet you over there,
in that home beyond the [C]sky.
Such  singing you will [Em]hear, never [C]heard by mortal ear,
t’will be glorious I do de[F]clair.
And God’s own son, will [C]be the leading [Am]one.
At that [D]meeting [G]in the [C]air.
    [end with 2nd chours]--[go to "d" chord]

(1st verse)
[C]You have heard of little Moses and the bullrush.
You have heard of fearless David and his [G]sling.
You have heard the story told of dreaming Joseph,
And of Jonah and the whale you often [C]sing.
There are many, many others through the Bible,
I’d like to meet them all I do de]f[clair.
By and by the lord will surely let us [C]meet [Am]them,
At that [D]meeting [G]in the [C]air.

(2nd verse)
[C]Many things will there be missing in that meeting,
For the mourners bench will have no place at [G]all.
There will never be a sermon preached to sinners,
For the sinner had refused to heed the [C]call.
There will be no mourning over wayward loved ones,
There will be no lonely nights of pleading [F]prayer.
All our burdens and our anguish will be [C]lift-[Am]-ed,
at that [D]meeting [G]in the [C]air.

(3rd verse)
 [C]There the douters will be missing altogether,
All the skeptics will be absent on that [G]day.
There will be no grumblers present to disturb us,
And the a-chans will be busy far a-[C]-way.
There the saints will have his ‘seal upon their foreheads’,
Dressed in raiment none but ransomd ones can [F]wear.
All who have the wedding garments will be [C]pre-[Am]-sent,
At that [D]meeting [G]in the [C]air.

 (2nd chours )
[D]O-Theres going to [F#]be a [D]meeting in the air.
In the sweet, sweet, bye and [a]bye.
I’m going to meet you, meet you over there,
in that home beyond the [D]sky.
Such  singing you will [F#]hear, never [C]heard by mortal ear,
t’will be glorious I do de[G]clair.
And God’s own son, will [D]be the leading [bm]one.
At that [E]meeting [A]in the [D]air.