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We have aims in life, and dreaming,
Wander listless down the tide,
Towards Eternity's dark ocean,
Where the chasm 's deep and wide.
Wander listless down the tide,
Towards Eternity's dark ocean,
Where the chasm 's deep and wide.
We may part, and part forever,
On this dreary, trackless earth,
Where our labors will be over,
And bright flowers have their birth;
On this dreary, trackless earth,
Where our labors will be over,
And bright flowers have their birth;
Yet above, in yon pure heaven,
If I first may meet the throng,
I will listen for thy loved voice,
Joining in the cherubs' song.
If I first may meet the throng,
I will listen for thy loved voice,
Joining in the cherubs' song.
If I first may enter heaven,
First be freed from earth and sin,
I will watch the golden portal,
Meet you, at your entering in.
First be freed from earth and sin,
I will watch the golden portal,
Meet you, at your entering in.
