I have to see the things unseen
The promise of choral trumpets in the sky,
When from this life I am weaned.
Sometimes day's burden invisible gets
heavy here,
tidel
Until I lift my prayer up
Vanish
When suddenly cares like clouds disappear
From the proffered cup.
Oh! I bend my knees to give HIM thanks, to
ask
For favors for my friends
warm.
And in HIS peace awhile with HIM to bask
Till blessing for my children descends.
I pray for country too, and strangers far
unknown
That they for therapy could shake
Some compassion from compassion's throne
And know the joy I have awake.
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