Author:		Maxwell N. Cornelius
Musician:		Charles H. Gabriel, 1856-1932

Not now, but in the coming years,
It may be in the better land,
We'll read the meaning of our tears,
And there, sometime, we'll understand.

Refrain:
Then trust in God through all thy days;
Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand;
Though dark thy way, still sing and praise;
Sometime, sometime, we'll understand.

We'll catch the broken threads again,
And finish what we here began;
Heav'n will the mysteries explain,
And then, ah, then we'll understand.

We'll know why clouds instead of sun
Were over manya cherished plan;
Why song has ceased when scarce begun:
'Tis there, sometime, we'll understand.

Why what we long for most of all
Eludes so oft our eager hand;
Why hopes are crushed and castles fall
Up there, sometime, we'll understand.

God knows the way, He holds the key,
He guides us with unerring hand;
Sometime, with tearless eyes we'll see:
Yes, there, up there, we'll understand.