Classic Poem

Though Faith at times may waver,
Yet shall the day appear,
When every doubt and fear
Shall vanish, and for ever.

Though Hope may seem unfounded,
Yet, through Death's open door,
It shall triumphant soar
To words of bliss unbounded.

Though Love now weepeth sorely,
Yet shall it shout and sing
When C HRIST , our crowned King,
Returns to reign in glory.

All praises be addressed,
Unto the Three in One,
To God the F ATHER , S ON ,
And S PIRIT ever blessed.