As the clouds of the morning they roll up the mountain
I feel that my heart is at rest
I know that some day I will drink from the fountain
And live in the home of the blessed
When everything’s lost the future remains
Oh listen poor wandering soul
I read in the bible and there it explains
The pathway and the streets made of gold
You may have to struggle and overcome hardships
That hang over you like a cloud
Your burdens are lighter your soul will shine brighter
If salvation you have found
Don’t ever give up on the right road to glory
Cause maybe you’ve stumbled and strayed
Just remember our Savior and His humbling story
And you will reach Heaven someday