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Farther Along ~ Brad Paisley ~ Lyricsand effects of the gold rush
We are tossed and driven on the restless sea of time; somber skies and howling tempests oft succeed a bright sunshine; in that land of perfect day, when the mists have rolled away, we will understand it better by and by. Charles Albert Tindley was one of the eminent preachers of Methodism at the turn of the twentieth century. Hymnologist James Abbington has called Tindley a "pastor, orator, poet, writer, theologian, social activist, 'father of African American Hymnody,' 'progenitor of African American gospel music' and 'prince of preachers. He was born in Worchester County, Maryland, the son of Charles and Esther Tindley, but his mother died when he was only two years old, and his father raised him. Abbington comments that biographies often refer to Tindley's slave ancestry, but that an autobiographical reference in his Book of Sermons implies that he was not a slave.
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What beautiful words. Thank you my friend for sending it to me if only we can take heed and understand before it is too late the hymn actually tells us something. But in a few years he had the church cleared from all debt. The words and music are comforting and remind me always that God will never let us down. Jesus knew what it was to feel sadness, loneliness and despair, face pain and rejection and knowing that, we can come to Him, knowing He will understand exactly how we feel.
Tempted and tried we often do wonder, Why it should be thus all the day long; While there are others living about us, Never molested, though living wrong. When death has come and taken our loved ones, Leaving our homes so lonely and drear; Then we do wonder why others prosper, Living so wicked year after year. Often I wonder why I must leave home, Go in the rain, the cold and the snow, While there are others living in confort, Giving no heed to all I can do. Faithful till death, saith our loving Saviour, Just a while longer labor and wait; These trials here will seem to be nothing, When we sweep thro' the beautiful gate. Further along we'll know more about it, Further along we'll understand why; Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine, We'll understand it all by and by. Arranger: Lindsay, W. Lindsay Tempted and tried we often do wonder, Why it should be thus all the day long; While there are others living about us, Never molested, though living wrong.
Somber skies and howling tempests oft succeed a bright sunshine. -
Hymns Unto God