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When The Mists Have Rolled Away
When the mists have rolled in splendor From the beauty of the hills, And the sunlight falls in gladness On the river and the rills, We recall our Father's promise In the rainbow of the spray: We shall know each other better When the mists have rolled away.
We shall know as we are known Nevermore to walk alone In the dawning of the morning Of that bright and happy day. We shall know each other better, When the mists have rolled away.
Oft we tread the path before us With a weary, burdened heart; Oft we toil amid the shadows, And our fields are far apart: But the Savior's "Come ye blessed," All our labor will repay, When we gather in the morning Where the mists have rolled away.
We shall know as we are known Nevermore to walk alone In the dawning of the morning Of that bright and happy day. We shall know each other better, When the mists have rolled away.
We shall come with joy and gladness, We shall gather round the throne; Face to face with those that love us, We shall know as we are known: And the song of our redemption Shall resound thro' endless day, When the shadows have departed, and the mists have rolled away.
We shall know as we are known Nevermore to walk alone In the dawning of the morning Of that bright and happy day. We shall know each other better, When the mists have rolled away.