1 A little while, oh hands,
Of labor weary;
The days of toil are short,
Tho’ dark and dreary;
The coming time is glad and blest,
With full and perfect peace and rest,
After a little while.

2 A little while, oh feet,
All torn and bleeding;
This way will bring thee home,
And Christ is leading.
Soon thou shalt find cool waters sweet,
And pleasant pathways for thy feet,
After a little while.

3 A little while, oh eyes,
Thy love watch keeping;
A few more bitter tears,
Then no more weeping;
Beyond the reach of grief and pain
Thy loved ones thou shalt see again,
After a little while.

4 A little while, oh brow,
With fever burning;
These hours of noonday heat
Have no returning;
Life’s later hours are full of calm,
And eventide shall bring thee balm,
After a little while.

5 A little while, oh heart,
With sorrow breaking,
A few more hours of night,
And then comes waking;
And lasting comfort shall be given
When breaks the golden day of heaven,
After a little while.