You know it all, I seek in vain What lands to till or sow with seed The land is brief and weed Nor cares for falling tears or rain You know it all, I sit and wait With bundled arms and hands that fail Till the last lifting of the veil And the first openin' of the gate You know it all, I cannot see I trust I shall not live in vain I know that we shall meet again In some divine eternity I know that we shall meet again In some divine eternity I know that we shall meet again In some divine eternity