1 If we knew about the trials
That a day to come may bring,
We could often lose our courage,
And not have the heart to sing;
But God hides the future from us,
So put worries all away,
And forget about tomorrow
In the gladness of today.
O thank God the clouds are hidden,
That some coming day may bring!
In the sunshine of the present,
Let us journey on and sing.
2 Let us pluck the flowers growing
All about the way we tread,
Thinking not about the briars
That await us on ahead.
Squander not the golden present
Worrying over what may be;
Make the most of sunny weather,
And be glad, be glad with me. [Refrain]
3 Let us bridge each snare and pitfall
With a faith that’s brave and strong,
And go journeying on tow’rd heaven,
With a helpful, hopeful song;
If a voice shall lose its gladness
In the minor notes of pain,
O remember, after shadows
Will the sun shine out again! [Refrain]
Rexford, Eben Eugene.M (Johnsburg, New York, July 16, 1848--October 16, 1916, Shiocton, Wisconsin). Horticulturalist and editor of a Wisconsin farm journal. Many of his verses were used to fill empty corners of the journal. He also wrote many books on gardening. Lawrence University (Appleton, Wisc.), Litt.D. Twenty-five years, organist at First Congregational Church, Shiocton.
See: Smith, Mary L.P. (1930). Eben E. Rexford; a biographical sketch. Menasha, Wis., George Banta Pub. Co.
--Leonard Ellinwood, DNAH Archives and Gabriel, Charles H. (1916). Singers and Their Songs. Chicago: The Rodeheaver Company.… Go to person page >