|Collection||Kate Strong Historical Library|
|Title||When the Mists Have Rolled Away|
|Scope & Content||
When The Mists Have Rolled Away
When the mists have rolled in splendor from the beauty of the hills.
And the sunshine, warm and tender, falls in kisses on the hills,
We may read love's shining letter in the rainbow of the spray;
We shall know each other better when the mists have cleared away.
We shall know, as we are known nevermore to walk alone
In the dawning of the morning when the mists have cleared away
We shall as we are known, never more to walk alone,
For the dawning of the morning, when the mists have cleared away.
If we err, in human blindness and forget that we are dust,
If we miss the law of kindness when we struggle to be just,
Snowy wings of peace shall cover, all the anguish of today,
When the weary watch is over, and the mists have cleared away.
When the silver mist has veiled us from the faces of our own,
Oft we deem their love has failed us and we tread our path alone
We should see them near see them near and truly, we should trust them day by day
Neither love nor blame unduly, if the mists were cleared away.
When the mists have ris'n above us, as our Father knows his own,
Face to face with those that love us, we shall know as we are known
Love, beyond the orient meadows floats the golden fringe of day,
Heart to heart we'll bide the shadows Till the mists have cleared away