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|  | 1. | Not now, but in the coming years, | 
|  |  | It may be when with Christ we stand, | 
|  |  | We'll read the meaning of our tears, | 
|  |  | And there, sometime, we'll understand. | 
|  |  | Then trust in God through all thy | 
|  |  | days; | 
|  |  | Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; | 
|  |  | Though dark thy way, still sing and | 
|  |  | praise, | 
|  |  | Sometime, sometime, we'll | 
|  |  | understand. | 
|  | 2. | We'll catch the broken thread again, | 
|  |  | And finish what we here began; | 
|  |  | God will the mysteries explain, | 
|  |  | And then, ah, then, we'll understand. | 
|  | 3. | We'll know why clouds instead of sun | 
|  |  | Were over many a cherished plan; | 
|  |  | Why song has ceased when scarce | 
|  |  | begun; | 
|  |  | 'Tis then, sometime, we'll understand. | 
|  | 4. | Why what we long for most of all, | 
|  |  | Eludes so oft our eager hand; | 
|  |  | Why hopes are crushed and castles fall, | 
|  |  | Till then, sometime, we'll understand. | 
|  | 5. | God know the way, He holds the key, | 
|  |  | He guides us with unerring hand; | 
|  |  | Sometime with tearless eyes we'll see; | 
|  |  | Yes, then, 'tis then, we'll understand. |