BURY THE PAST.

Do we ever think that others May have griefs as well as we? Can we bear our own griefs better? If we know we’ll sometime be Free from trials, free from troubles, In the happy by and by, And our burdens, although heavy, In a grave will sometime lie. We should be prepared for trouble; We should be prepared for care. For we know not of the morrow, Nor what trials we must bear. When today has passed beyond us It is gone forever, aye, And today should then be buried In the grave of yesterday. Though today we are in bondage, We tomorrow may be free From the yesterdays of sorrow; E’en look back on them with glee. Then the dead, dead past we’ll bury In a shroud, and then forget All the past that was unhappy O’er that past we will not fret. We can happy be, though burdens May be hard for us to bear, Happy be, and e’en contented, Though we have much grief and care. If we know that the tomorrows Will to us bring sweet relief. All the yesterdays we’ll bury, And will shed no tears of grief.