Some Morning
Some morning I’ll lay my burdens down,
And I’ll no more be troubled with sin;
The Lord will give me a shining crown:
When at last I’ve quit the paths of men.
The dark clouds of troubles and trials
Sometimes hide the Lord’s face from my view;
I oft contend with that which defiles,
But up there ev’rything is made new.
Temptation will trouble me no more,
There’ll be no stumbling-blocks in the way;
All will be happy on Heaven’s shore,
Oh, the land of never-ending day.
My eyes now shed many bitter tears,
Oh, the loneliness I often face;
Each day here I face many dark fears,
Over there all of these He’ll erase.
I often wonder if I’ll endure,
Or perhaps by the wayside I’ll fall…
In this low land it seems nothing’s sure:
But it will be when I hear Him call!
Some morning I’ll lay my burdens down,
And I’ll no more be troubled with sin;
The Lord will give me a shining crown:
When at last I’ve quit the paths of men.
H. L. Gradowith
03-21-2002
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