From the same. KINGDOM COME.
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BY oTWAY CURRY. l do not believe the sad story Of ages that sleep in the tomb; l shall pass far away to the glory And grandeur of Kingdom Come. The pleasures of death and it's stiffness May rest on my brow for a while' And my spirit may lose in it's chiliness The splendor of hope's happy smile. But the gloom of the grave will be transient And light as the slumbers of worth; And then shall blend with the ancient And beautiful forms of the earth. Through the climes ofthe sky, and the bowers Of bliss, evermore shall roam; Wearing crowns of the stars and the flowers That glitter in Kingdom Come. The friends who have parted, before me, From Life's gloomy passion and pain, When the shadow of Death passes o'er me, W ill smile on me fondly again. Their voices are lost in the soundless Retreats of their endless home; But soon we shall meet in the boundless Efulgeneeo of Kingdom Come.