Bessie can still remember
Like it was yesterday
She watched her husband, Oliver
Kneel in the church and pray
That was what she had been hoping for
Still she was so surprised
Was that a glow upon his face?
Or just the tears in her eyes?
He'd always been a quiet man
Everyone saw the change
Reaching to take a stranger's hand
Asking to know their name
Sunday mornings they'd be in church
And after the pastor prayed
Year after year with a voice so dear
Bessie would hear him say
CHORUS:
This is where I met Jesus
I heard him calling my name
I was so glad to meet Him
He was so glad I came
Oh, how she misses Oliver
Now that she lives alone
One night while they were sound asleep
The angels took her love home
Oh, how she cried
There were no goodbyes
It seemed he was gone so soon
Then one night she heard his voice
When she walked into their room
