What will the morning bring?

Submitted by Pam Burton

Some would gather money
Along the path of life;

Some would gather roses
And rest from earthly strife;

But I would gather children
From among the thorns of sin;

I would seek a childish curl
And a freckled, toothless grin.

For money cannot enter
Into the land of endless day,

And roses that are gathered
Soon will wilt along the way;

But, oh, the laughing children,
As I cross the sunset sea,

And the gates swing wide to Heaven
I can take them in with me.

- Independent Baptist Outlook