After While

1 As I contemplate life’s jour­ney,
Thro’ this world of sin and strife,
There’s a thought that steals up­on me,
Whisp’ring joy, af­ter while.
After while, After while,
Some sweet day Aft­er while,
Blest will be the way-­worn pil­grim,
Some sweet day, Aft­er while.

2 ’Tis a thought of migh­ty won­der,
Clad in forms of sac­red style;
To behold the things eter­nal,
That shall be, aft­er while.
After while, Aft­er while,
Some sweet day, Af­ter while,
We shall view eternal re­gions,
Some sweet day, Aft­er while.

3 Then we’ll know of high­er great­ness,
Than the world hath e'er com­piled;
For we'll rest from all our labors,
Some sweet day, aft­er while.
After while, Aft­er while,
Some sweet day, Aft­er while,
We shall rest from all our la­bors,
Some sweet day, aft­er while.

Source: The New Wonderful Songs for Work and Worship #133

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #16015