WAITING FOR THE MORNING by Mary M. Buckland

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Oct 30, 1884

WAITING FOR THE MORNING.

By Mary M. Buckland

BY MARY M. BUCKLAND.

We are waiting for the morning, While in this dark world we roam, When will end the night of darkness, And we'll see the light of home.

We are waiting now in sadness, Watching, hoping, trusting still, Striving ever in the darkness To perform our Father's will.

But the way seems dark and dreary, For we cannot see the end; And we only can go forward, Trusting in our faithful Friend.

He invites the sick and weary; Those who will forsake their sin, Come and drink of healing waters, Find their sweetest rest in him.

So we'll trust him in the darkness; Though we're sinful, erring, weak, He is ready to receive us, When with all the heart we seek.

Gaines, N. Y.