626. In a Little While W're Going Home

Let us sing a song that will cheer us by the way, In a little while we’re going home. For the night will end in the everlasting day, In a little while we’re going home. In a little while, In a little while, We shall cross the billow’s foam; We shall meet at last, When the stormy winds are past, In a little while we’re going home. We will do the work that our hands may find to do, In a little while we’re going home. And the grace of God will our daily strength renew, In a little while we’re going home. In a little while, In a little while, We shall cross the billow’s foam; We shall meet at last, When the stormy winds are past, In a little while we’re going home. We will smooth the path for some weary, wayworn feet, In a little while we’re going home. And may loving hearts spread around an influence sweet! In a little while we’re going home. In a little while, In a little while, We shall cross the billow’s foam; We shall meet at last, When the stormy winds are past, In a little while we’re going home. There’s a rest beyond, there’s relief from every care, In a little while we’re going home; And no tears shall fall in that city bright and fair, In a little while we’re going home. In a little while, In a little while, We shall cross the billow’s foam; We shall meet at last, When the stormy winds are past, In a little while we’re going home.