1 O, the changes, constant changes,
In our pilgrim life below;
Through the sunshine and the shadow,
Ever trusting, we must go;
But our faith beholds the gleaming,
And we hail the blessèd ray
Of a near and bright tomorrow,
That will never pass away.

Refrain:
O, the near and bright tomorrow:
What a meeting will be ours,
When we clasp our hands forever
In a vale of song and flowers.

2 Here are burdens we must carry
For ourselves and others, too;
But we have the Savior’s promise
That our strength He will renew.
Thro’ the many clouds that gather
We can see the dawning ray
Of a near and bright tomorrow,
That will never pass away. [Refrain]

3 When our pilgrim life is ended,
And we view the setting sun,
When the labors of the harvest
We have finished one by one,
O, the rapture, holy rapture;
O, the shout of glad surprise,
In the near and bright tomorrow,
When we ope our waking eyes. [Refrain]