Reach Out For the Future

Imagine all our maladies reduced to feeble dust, trials and calamities as troubling as rust. This broken world so fast declining soon will be repaired. Those who now are groaning, sighing— They'll be living there. No more will be death and mourning, Neither will be pain. This, we too may find assuring— Loved ones we will see again. After this dear resurrection, they will live on earth as subjects of our warm affection. How great this truth is worth! To benefit, we must keep learning just what lies ahead. For our future we are yearning while the past is dead. For the Paradise we're reaching while we hold to hope. We keep living, learning, teaching; This helps us to cope.