He will swallow up death forever. The Sovereign Lord will wipe away the tears from all faces.
Isaiah 25:8
Words & Music: Alfred H. Ackley, in The New Cokesbury Hymnal, edited by Charles C. Washburn (Nashville, Tennessee: Cokesbury Press, 1928), number 142 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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God’s tomorrow is a day of gladness,
And its joys shall never fade;
No more weeping, no more sense of sadness,
No more foes to make afraid.
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God’s tomorrow, God’s tomorrow,
Every cloud will pass away
At the dawning of that day;
God’s tomorrow, no more sorrow,
For I know that God’s tomorrow
Will be brighter than today!
God’s tomorrow is a day of greeting:
We shall see the Savior’s face;
And our longing hearts await the meeting
In that holy, happy place.
Refrain
God’s tomorrow is a day of glory:
We shall wear the crown of life;
Sing thro’ countless years love’s old, old story,
Free forever from all strife.
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