BURY THE PAST.
Do we ever think that othersMay have griefs as well as we?Can we bear our own griefs better?If we know we’ll sometime beFree from trials, free from troubles,In the happy by and by,And our burdens, although heavy,In a grave will sometime lie.We should be prepared for trouble;We should be prepared for care.For we know not of the morrow,Nor what trials we must bear.When today has passed beyond usIt is gone forever, aye,And today should then be buriedIn the grave of yesterday.Though today we are in bondage,We tomorrow may be freeFrom the yesterdays of sorrow;E’en look back on them with glee.Then the dead, dead past we’ll buryIn a shroud, and then forgetAll the past that was unhappyO’er that past we will not fret.We can happy be, though burdensMay be hard for us to bear,Happy be, and e’en contented,Though we have much grief and care.If we know that the tomorrowsWill to us bring sweet relief.All the yesterdays we’ll bury,And will shed no tears of grief.
Do we ever think that othersMay have griefs as well as we?Can we bear our own griefs better?If we know we’ll sometime beFree from trials, free from troubles,In the happy by and by,And our burdens, although heavy,In a grave will sometime lie.We should be prepared for trouble;We should be prepared for care.For we know not of the morrow,Nor what trials we must bear.When today has passed beyond usIt is gone forever, aye,And today should then be buriedIn the grave of yesterday.Though today we are in bondage,We tomorrow may be freeFrom the yesterdays of sorrow;E’en look back on them with glee.Then the dead, dead past we’ll buryIn a shroud, and then forgetAll the past that was unhappyO’er that past we will not fret.We can happy be, though burdensMay be hard for us to bear,Happy be, and e’en contented,Though we have much grief and care.If we know that the tomorrowsWill to us bring sweet relief.All the yesterdays we’ll bury,And will shed no tears of grief.