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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 14, 1901

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 27, No. 33.

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TO-MORROW

By W. R. Fitch

How many hearts with longing hopes Are waiting for to-morrow; To some ’twill bring its wealth of joy, To some its cup of sorrow. We bear the burdens of to-day, And often find them lighter In thinking that to-morrow’s sky Will be a little brighter.
Our hearts would oftentimes grow faint, And we be still more weary, The world would have less charms for us, And life seem dark and dreary, If it were not for hopes that cling To something yet before us; To-morrow’s hand of promise holds Its silken curtain o’er us.
The grief that rends our hearts when death Earth’s tenderest ties doth sever, E’en tho upheld by unseen hands, We could not bear forever. Our loving Father hath ordained For us surcease of sorrow, And so hath put within our hearts Hopes of a blest to-morrow.
—Rev. W. R. Fitch.