I was strolling one day
In a lonely graveyard
When a voice from the tomb
Seemed to say
I once lived as you live
Walked and talked as you talk
But from earth I was soon called away
Oh, those tombs
Lonely tombs
Seemed to say in a low gentle tone
Oh how sweet
Is the rest
In our beautiful heavenly home
Every voice from the tomb
Seemed to whisper and say
Living man you must soon follow me
And I thought as I gazed
On that cold marble slab
What a sad lonely place that must be
Oh, those tombs
Lonely tombs
Seemed to say in a low gentle tone
Oh how sweet
Is the rest
In our beautiful heavenly home