When every pain and grief is over
Every tempest hast passed
We shall be at peace forever
At the glorious trumpet blast

Trouble doth flow like a river
There is a shore of pure delight
Upon this shore we sorrow never
When it bright exclude the night

When our labour groans are over
When all trials cease to come
We, His glorious breath shall shower
When atlast heaven our home.

EZEKIEL HARUNA DANBAKI

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