Show SOM SOMETIME ETIM E SOMETIME SOl It is a sweet sweet song warbled to and fro among the topmost boughs of the hear nd filling the whole air with such joy and gladness as the songs of birds do dowhen dowhen when the summer morning comes out of darkness and day is born on the mountains We Ve have all our possessions possessions possess possess- i ions in the future which we call sometime Beautiful flowers and nd singing birds are there only your hands seldom grasp the one or our ears hear the other But Dut Oh reader be of good cheer for all the g good od thero there is a golden sometime when all the hills and valleys of time are past peat when the wear and fever the disappointment and sorrow of life are over then there is IA the place and the rest appointed of God Oh homestead homestead home homs- stead over whose roof fall faU no sh shadows shadows shad shad- dows d- d or even clouds and over whose threshold the voice of sorrow is never heard build upon the eternal hills and standing with thy spires and pinnacles of celestial beauty among the tho palm trees of the city on high those who love God shall rest under thy shadows where there is no BOrrow sorrow sot sor row no pain nor the sound of weepIng weeping weeping weep weep- ing sometime Exchange |