Show IT ALL WILL COM BIGHT Ella Wheeler Wilcox Whatever Is a cruel wrong Whatever is unjust The honest years that speed along Will trample In the dustIn dust-In restless youth I railed at fate With all my puny might But now I know it I but wait I all will come out right Though Vice may don the Judges gown Anu play the censors part And tact be crowned by Falsehoods frown I And Nature ruled by Art Tnougn Labor tolls tinough blinding tears I Ana idie wealth Is might I know the honest earnest years Will bring Jt all out right Though poor and loveless creeds may pass For pure religions gold Though Ignorance may rule the mass Whole iruth meets glances cold I know a law complete sublime Controls us with its might And In Gods own appointed time I I all will come out out right |