Mizpah, Go thou thy way, and I go mine

Go thou thy way, and I go mine,
Apart—but not afar.
Only a thin veil hangs between
The pathways where we are,
And God keep watch 'tween thee and me
This is my prayer.
He looks thy way—He looketh mine
And keeps us near.
I know not where thy road may lie
Nor which way mine will be,
If thine will lead through parching sands
And mine beside the sea.
Yet God keeps watch 'tween thee and me,
So never fear.
He holds thy hand—He claspeth mine
And keeps us near.
Should wealth and fame perchance be thine
And my lot lowly be,
Or you be sad and sorrowful
And glory be for me,
Yet God keep watch 'tween thee and me,
Both are his care.
One arm round me and one round thee
Will keep us near.
I sigh sometimes to see thy face
But since this may not be
I leave thee to the love of Him
Who cares for thee and me.
"I'll keep ye both beneath My wings,"
This comforts—dear.
One wing o'er thee—and one o'er me,
So we are near.
And though our paths be separate
And thy way be not mine—
Yet coming to the mercy seat
My soul shall meet with thine.
And "God keep watch 'tween thee and me"
I'll whisper there.
He blesses me—He blesses thee
And we are near.