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<h2>WHEN THE MISTS HAVE ROLLED AWAY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.” 1 Corinthians 13:12</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td align="center" width="200"><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_s_a_sankey_id.jpg" alt="Ira David Sankey (1840-1908)" width="133.333333333333" height="191.333333333333"><br>
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<span class="cou">Courtesy of RMJC Archives Collection</span></td>
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<p><em>Words:</em> Annie Herbert Barker, 1883.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_a_sankey_id.html" target="_blank">Ira David Sankey</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_w_h_whenmist.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>I sang this hymn for the first time in The Free Trade Hall in Manchester, in 1883, at one of Mr. Moody’s meetings. The service was held at eight o’clock on a gloomy winter morning. The hall was densely crowded and filled with mist, so much so that the people could hardly be discerned at the farther end of the hall. I felt the need of something to brighten up the meeting, and then and there decided to launch this new song. It was received with much
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enthusiasm, and at once became a favorite of Mr. Moody’s, and continued to be so until his death.</p>
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<p><em>My Life and the Story of Gospel Hymns</em>, by Ira D. Sankey (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: The Sunday School Times Company, 1907)</p>
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<p>When the mists have rolled in splendor<br>
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From the beauty of the hills,<br>
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And the sunlight falls in gladness<br>
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On the rivers and the rills,<br>
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We recall our Father’s promise<br>
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In the rainbow of the spray:<br>
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We shall know each other better<br>
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When the mists have rolled away.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">We shall know, as we are known,<br>
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Never more to walk alone,<br>
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In the dawning of the morning<br>
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Of that bright and happy day,<br>
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We shall know each other better,<br>
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When the mists have rolled away.</p>
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<p>Oft we tread the path before us<br>
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With a weary, hardened heart.<br>
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Oft we toil amid the shadows,<br>
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And our fields are far apart.<br>
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But the Savior’s “Come, ye blessèd”<br>
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All our labor will repay<br>
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When we gather in the morning<br>
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Where the mists have rolled away.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>We shall come with joy and gladness,<br>
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We shall gather round the throne.<br>
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Face to face with those that love us<br>
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We shall know as we are known.<br>
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And the song of our redemption<br>
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Shall resound through endless day<br>
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When the shadows have departed<br>
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And the mists have rolled away.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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