Beyond this time of sore travail,
Beyond this time of sin and strife;
There is a glory yet unseen,
Where we shall have abundant life.
Beyond the pain and grief we bear,
Beyond the failures of this realm;
When we shall rise above the flesh,
To ever be complete in Him
Beyond the impostor’s camouflage,
Beyond religion’s pomp and glow;
We’ll enter into life at last,
Where the healing waters flow.
Mildred Eslick Garner