I await tomorrow's world,
the promises and hope;
that come to all believers,
as with today, we cope.
I await the sunshine,
that never fades away;
that dissipates the clouds,
that obscures our way.
The day when troubles end,
when all's replaced with joy;
that I knew in innocence,
when I was but a boy.
I await tomorrow's world,
when the morning star will come;
and our restless adversary,
will completely be undone.
I await with prayers and song,
to usher in that day;
when the world will be at peace,
when they will know the Way.
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 4:22 PM UTC
I await tomorrow's world,
the promises and hope;
that come to all believers,
as with today, we cope.
I await the sunshine,
that never fades away;
that dissipates the clouds,
that obscures our way.
The day when troubles end,
when all's replaced with joy;
that I knew in innocence,
when I was but a boy.
I await tomorrow's world,
when the morning star will come;
and our restless adversary,
will completely be undone.
I await with prayers and song,
to usher in that day;
when the world will be at peace,
when they will know the Way.
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