to those who need:
“Faithful till death,” saith our loving Master;
Short is our time to labor and wait;
Then will our toiling seem to be nothing,
When we shall pass the heavenly gate.
Soon we will see our dear, loving Savior,
Hear the last trumpet sound through the sky;
Then we will meet those gone on before us,
Then we shall know and understand why.
Farther along we’ll know more about it,
Farther along we’ll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
We’ll understand it all by and by.
(lyrics: Father Along)
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3 comments:
that helped my day.
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I am so glad for that, friend. Praying for you and where you're at, also.
I like those wletters that were written in the form of words, who's it dedicated to?
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