When strong men's hearts grow weak and faint,
This tho't becomes my strength and stay------
Perhaps my Lord will come today.
When tossing on a bed of pain
Again I hear the glad refrain,
As in a cloud He went away
My Lord may come again today.
If persecution, envy and strife
Cast shadows o'er my Christian life,
`Twill be as naught, I still can say----
My own dear Lord may come today
What e'er my lot, where e'er I be
I'll still rejoice, I'll still be free
From doubts and fears that crush and slay,
Because my Lord may come today.
