Life is a mystery we cannot know,
The sorrow of the world shall not overflow.
Whether life is edgy,
Or a little sketchy,
We shall soon to Glory go.
We very soon see, the day of God,
When our spirit isn’t blinded by the fog,
For His right judgment the world will go,
And we with happy rejoicing shall glow.
When the time of our years shall end,
And the chariot of God descends,
We shall see the Holy King of all,
Saving the rich, poor, big and small.