The Good Time Coming

by Charles Mackay English

There ’s a good time coming, boys.   A good time coming: We may not live to see the day, But earth shall glisten in the ray   Of the good time coming. Cannon-balls may aid the truth,   But thought ’s a weapon stronger; We ’ll win our battle by its aid;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: The pen shall supersede the sword, And Right, not Might, shall be the lord   In the good time coming. Worth, not Birth, shall rule mankind,   And be acknowledged stronger; The proper impulse has been given;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: War in all men’s eyes shall be A monster of iniquity   In the good time coming. Nations shall not quarrel then,   To prove which is the stronger; Nor slaughter men for glory’s sake;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: Hateful rivalries of creed Shall not make their martyrs bleed   In the good time coming. Religion shall be shorn of pride,   And flourish all the stronger; And Charity shall trim her lamp;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: And a poor man’s family Shall not be his misery   In the good time coming. Every child shall be a help   To make his right arm stronger; The happier he, the more he has;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: Little children shall not toil Under, or above, the soil   In the good time coming; But shall play in healthful fields,   Till limbs and mind grow stronger; And every one shall read and write;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: The people shall be temperate, And shall love instead of hate,   In the good time coming. They shall use, and not abuse,   And make all virtue stronger; The reformation has begun;—   Wait a little longer. There ’s a good time coming, boys,   A good time coming: Let us aid it all we can, Every woman, every man,   The good time coming: Smallest helps, if rightly given,   Make the impulse stronger; ’T will be strong enough one day;—   Wait a little longer.

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