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Over the ocean of life's commotion / We sail till the night comes on. / Sail and sail in a tiny boat, / Drifting wherever the billows go. / Out on the treacherous sea afloat, / Beat by the cruel winds that blow, / Hither and thither our boat is drawn, / Till the day dies out and the night comes on.
Over a meadow of light and shadow / We wander with weary feet, / Seeking a bauble men call "Fame," / Grasping the dead-sea fruit named "wealth," / Finding each but an empty name, / And the night -- the night steals on by stealth. / And we count the season of slumber sweet, / When hope lies dead in the arms of defeat.
Over the river a great Forever, / Stretches beyond our sight. / But I know by the glistening pearly gates / Afar from the region of strife and sin, / A beautiful angel always waits / To welcome the sheep of the shepherd in. / And out of the shadows of gloom and night, / They enter the mansion of peace and light.