Robert Service

There will be a singing in your heart,
There will be a rapture in your eyes;
You will be a woman set apart, 
You will be so wonderful and wise.
You will sleep, and when from dreams your start,
As of one that wakes in Paradise,
There will be a singing in your heart,
There will be a rapture in your eyes.

There will be a moaning in your heart,
There will be an anguish in your eyes,
You will see your dearest ones depart,
You will hear their quivering good-byes.
You will be the heart-ache and the smart,
Tears that scald and lonely sacrifice;
There will be a moaning in your heart,
There will be an anguish in your eyes.

There will come a glory in your eyes,
There will come a peace within your heart;
Singing ‘neath the quiet evening skies,
Time will dry the tear and dull the smart.
You will know that you have played your part,
You shall be the love that never dies:
You, with Heaven’s peace within your heart,
You, with God’s own glory in your eyes.