1 I heard the reapers’ happy song,
When toils of day were o’er,
AS trooping homeward one by one
Their golden sheaves they bore.
And as I pray’d their joys to share,
There came this sweet reply:—
“Toil on! Thou, too, shalt come with joy
Sometime, by and by.”

Sometime, sometime by and by,
Sometime, yes, sometime, by and by,
“Toil on! Thou, too, shalt come with joy
Sometime, by and by.”

2 In fancy I have heard the song
The ransom’d sweetly sing,
And long’d to join my voice with theirs
In praises to the King.
“Be patient,” spake the voice again,
“The moment draweth night!
Thou, too, shalt sing around my throne,
Sometime, by and by.”

Sometime, sometime by and by,
Sometime, yes, sometime, by and by,
Thou, too, shalt sing around my throne,
Sometime, by and by.”

3 No more, O Lord, will I repine,
No more impatient be,
But, with a willing heart and mind
I’ll bear the cross for Thee.
Then when my name is called in heav’n,
On wings of love I’ll fly!
For well I know that day will come
Sometime, by and by.

Sometime, sometime by and by,
Sometime, yes, sometime, by and by,
For well I know that day will come
Sometime, by and by.