Though troubles come and troubles go

amidst this life of joy and tears,

while things we love and things we know

are sometimes lost to grief or fears;

yet always in the heart remains

the memory of sacred strains,

of truth eternal, joy divine,

and gifts bestowed by God’s design.

In hope, we take the leap of birth.

In thanks, we dwell upon the earth.

In death, all things must pass away,

but all will be restored one day;

when mortal pain and sorrow cease,

when every soul is moved to sing,

then all shall bow and all embrace

the grace of Savior, Lord, and King.