138. The Great Hereafter

1 When through the nameless ages
I cast my longing eyes,
Before me, like a boundless sea.
The Great Hereafter lies.
Along its brimming bosom
Perpetual summer smiles,
And gathers like a golden robe,
Around the emerald isles.

Chorus:
'Tis sweet to think when struggling
The goal of life to win,
That just beyond the shores of time
The better years begin.

2 There In the blue, long distance,
By lulling breezes fanned,
I seem to see the flowering graves
Of ancient Beulah's land.
And far beyond the islands
That gem the waves serene,
The image of the cloudless shore
Of holy heaven is seen. [Chorus]

3 Unto the Great Hereafter — Aforetime dim and dark —
I freely now and gladly give
Of life the wandering bark.
And in the far-off haven,
When shadowy seas are passed,
By angel hands its quivering sails
Shall all be furled at last. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: When through the nameless ages
Title: The Great Hereafter
Author: Otway Curry
Refrain First Line: Tis sweet to think when struggling
Language: English
Publication Date: 1873
Notes: Public Domain.
Tune Information
Name: [When through the nameless ages]
Composer: Wm. T. Rogers
Incipit: 51132 11122 43223
Key: G Major or modal
Notes: Public Domain.



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