I am Waiting

Verse 1

I am waiting, only waiting, For the dawning of the day; For the fair and radiant morning, When life’s shadows pass away; Then the pearly gates will open, Then will cease this mortal strife. Passing to the blessed harbor, Through the sunset gates of life.

Verse 2

I am waiting, only waiting, For God’s myst’ries to unfold; For the faith whose fiery trials Is more precious far than gold; Waiting still to pray and labor, Shunning neither toil nor pain, Looking to the bright hereafter For the recompense of pain.

Verse 3

I am waiting, only waiting, For the almond tree is white, And the dark’ning of the windows Plainly shows me it is night; Waiting only till the pitcher Of the fountain head is bruised; Till the golden bowl is broken, And the silver cord is loosed.