1 We know not fully what we do,
While here in time we dwell;
But what we’ve wrought of good or ill,
Eternity will tell.
Refrain:
Eternity will tell,
Eternity will tell,
All that we do, of good or ill,
Eternity will tell.
2 Beyond the mists that dim our sight,
Thro’ all our earthly years;
The fruitage of the seed we sow,
In light divine appears. [Refrain]
3 Kind words that gladden weary hearts,
Will show a yield most fair;
And ev’ry deed with blessing fraught,
A harvest rich will bear. [Refrain]
4 Oh, may we all with patient care,
So toil in life’s wide field,
That precious fruitage to our sight,
May be at last revealed. [Refrain]
Source: Consecrated Hymns #84