The Day Will Come

The Day Will Come

The day will come,

When tables are turned.

When hate turns to love,

Sorrow into happiness,

Despair into hope,

failure into success,

and rudeness into kindness.

When the rivers of tears,

Cease to flow and dries.

And the rays of hope,

Bright as the sunrise,

Shine over hopeless souls.

When the rains of love

Soak the broken hearts,

Flooding them with joy.

When the barren field becomes fertile,

And long sown seeds of dreams,

Germinate, grow, and bear fruits.

And the sower will reap

And celebrate a great harvest.

They day will come

When the whispers of success

Are louder than the trumpet.

And the day of joyful celebration

Will then endure forever.

Composed By Amos Amedius