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Show Some Day. One of these days it will all be over. Sorrow and parting, and loss and gain. Meetings and partings of friends and lover, Joy that was ever so edged with pain. One of these days will our hands be folded. One of these days will the work be done. Finished the pattern our lives have molded, Ended our labors beneath' the sun. One of these days will the heartaches leave us, One of these days will the burden drop; Never again shall a hope deceive us. Never again will our progress stop. Freed from the blight of vain endeavor. en-deavor. Winged with the health of immortal life. One of these days we shall quit forever for-ever t All that is vexing in earthtly strife. One of these days we shall know the reason. Happily, of much that perplexes now. One of these days in the Lord's good season Light of His peace shall adorn the brow. Blest, though out of tribulation. Lifted to dwell in His sun-bright smile, Happy to share in the great salvation. Well may we tarry a little while. "Songs in the Night Watches." |
