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I. DEAR hearts, you were waiting a year ago | |
| For the glory to be revealed; | |
| You were wondering deeply, with bated breath, | |
| What treasure the days concealed. | |
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| O, would it be this, or would it be that? | 5 |
| Would it be girl or boy? | |
| Would it look like father or mother most? | |
| And what should you do for joy? | |
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| And then, one day, when the time was full, | |
| And the spring was coming fast, | 10 |
| The tender grace of a life outbloomed, | |
| And you saw your baby at last. | |
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| Was it or not what you had dreamed? | |
| It was, and yet it was not; | |
| But O, it was better a thousand times | 15 |
| Than ever you wished or thought. | |
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II. And now, dear hearts, you are waiting again, | |
| While the spring is coming fast; | |
| For the baby that was a future dream | |
| Is now a dream of the past: | 20 |
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| A dream of sunshine, and all that ’s sweet; | |
| Of all that is pure and bright; | |
| Of eyes that were blue as the sky by day, | |
| And as clear as the stars by night. | |
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| You are waiting again for the fulness of time, | 25 |
| And the glory to be revealed; | |
| You are wondering deeply with aching hearts | |
| What treasure is now concealed. | |
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| O, will she be this, or will she be that? | |
| And what will there be in her face | 30 |
| That will tell you sure that she is your own, | |
| When you meet in the heavenly place? | |
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| As it was before, it will be again, | |
| Fashion your dream as you will; | |
| When the veil is rent, and the glory is seen, | 35 |
| It will more than your hope fulfil. | |
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