Imagine that the first day of the year
Is filled with nothing but calamity,
But all the days that follow full of cheer;
To count the year a blessing you’d agree.
No matter how you suffer in this life,
If you’re a child of God it’s worth the grief.
It seems to last forever, but this strife
Compared to life eternal ’tis but brief.
And those unsaved that call this living hell,
If they think this is bad they’ve just to wait.
Anticipating joy, the saved know well
The promise God has made the next estate.
This life is full of pain, there is no doubt;
The bliss that lies ahead will make you shout.
For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy
to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
Romans 8:18 KJV