GOD’S children too long have been burdened
They are longing for heaven’s green shore
Where heartaches are left for behind us;
And burdens are carried no more.
Come morning I’ll walk by the river
I’ll rest near the ever-green tree
So I carry my cross through the midnight
Come morning there a glory for me.
Sometimes I’m despised and rejected
And I question oh Father, how long
Then I take one more look at Mount Calvary
And it gives me the strength to go on.