1. A little more rough tossing,
Life's boist'rous sea while crossing,
And we shall land upon the strand,
Where all is calm and fair;
Beyond the breakers' power,
Where tempests never lower;
And all who gain that blest domain,
Shall rest and glory share.
2. A few more days of sighing,
Of sorrow and of crying,
And ev'ry tear shall disappear
From ev'ry weeping eye;
No shade of earthly sorrow,
Shall dim that fair tomorrow;
O glory bright, beyond earth's night,
My faith beholds Thee nigh!
3. A few more days to tarry,
Life's burdens still to carry,
Along the path, our Saviour hath
Ordained that we should go,
Oppressed by cares and dangers,
As pilgrims and as strangers;
And then the life with glory rife,
That ne'er an ill shall know.
Source: The Gospel Awakening: a collection of original and selected "hymns and spiritual songs" for the use in gospel meetings everywhere #149