Oh, How Oft Amid Our Labor

Oh, how oft amid our labor

Do we think of what will be

When the boat shall drop its anchor

In the haven o'er the sea!

And our hearts, with joy expanding,

From our trials look away,

When we all shall meet together,

At the breaking of the day!

Refrain

At the breaking of the day,

When we anchor on the shore,

At the breaking of the day,

When the storms of life are o'er,

When our sorrow and our sighing,

Like a dream will pass away,

When we all shall meet together,

At the breaking of the day!

Oh, how oft amid the conflict

And the battle raging high,

With a faith as clear as noonday

We behold the vict'ry nigh,

And we know that with the righteous

We shall stand in bright array,

When we all shall meet together,

At the breaking of the day!

Refrain

Endless praise to our Redeemer

For His all atoning love,

That prepares for us a mansion

And a crown of life above,

Where our eyes shall see the beauty

Of the flow'rs that ne'er decay,

When we all shall meet together,

At the breaking of the day!

Refrain