Obituary of Christopher Mills Porter

Sometime We’ll Understand Not now, but in the coming years, It may be in the better land, We’ll read the meaning of our tears, And there, sometime, we’ll understand. Then trust in God thro’ all thy days; Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; Tho’ dark thy way, still sing and praise; Sometime, sometime, we’ll understand. We’ll catch the broken threads again, And finish what we here began; Heav’n will the mysteries explain, And then, ah, then we’ll understand. Then trust in God thro’ all thy days; Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; Tho’ dark thy way, still sing and praise; Sometime, sometime, we’ll understand. God knows the way, he holds the key, He guides us with unerring hand; Sometime, with tearless eyes we’ll see; Yes, there, up there, we’ll understand. Then trust in God thro’ all thy days; Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; Tho’ dark thy way, still sing and praise; Sometime, sometime we’ll understand.