"For yet a little while,
and He that shall come will come, and will not tarry" (Heb. 10:37).

 

"A little while"—the
Lord shall come,

And we shall wander here no
more;

He’ll take us to His Father’s
home,

Where He for us is gone before—

To dwell with Him, to see His
face,

And sing the glories of His
grace.

 

"A little while"—He’ll
come again,

Let us the precious hours
redeem;

Our only grief to give Him pain,

Our joy to serve and follow Him.

Watching and ready may we be,

As those that wait their Lord to
see.

 

"A little
while"—’twill soon be past,

Why should we shun the promised
cross?

O let us in His footsteps haste,

Counting for Him all else but
loss!

For how will recompense His
smile,

The sufferings of this
"little while."

 

"A little while"—come,
Saviour, come!

For Thee Thy bride has tarried
long:

Take Thy poor waiting pilgrims
home,

To sing the new eternal song,

To see Thy glory, and to be

In
everything conformed to Thee!