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GLAD DREAMS OF THE FUTURE COME O'ER US.
Glad dreams of the Future come o'er us,
All radiantly spotless and bright,
And bid us look up—for before us
Are vistas of boundless delight.
All radiantly spotless and bright,
And bid us look up—for before us
Are vistas of boundless delight.
O come when our bosoms are weary,
Life-burdened and longing for rest,
And point through the darkness still dreary
To a land which by sunlight is blest.
Life-burdened and longing for rest,
And point through the darkness still dreary
To a land which by sunlight is blest.
O come when the world has been gaining
O'er our souls an insidious sway,
Our fickle rash footsteps restraining
From wandering out of the way.
O'er our souls an insidious sway,
Our fickle rash footsteps restraining
From wandering out of the way.
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O come, that o'er all of Earth's changes
Your light as a guide may be shed,
Whether like unto others, or strange is,
The path that in Life we must tread.
Your light as a guide may be shed,
Whether like unto others, or strange is,
The path that in Life we must tread.
And when finished at length is Life's story,
Completed its words and its acts,
Then burst on our sight in your glory
Not as dreams, but immutable facts.
Completed its words and its acts,
Then burst on our sight in your glory
Not as dreams, but immutable facts.
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