A LITTLE WHILE.
|A little while, and ye shall not see me: and again a little while, and ye shall see me; became I go to the Father.| -- John 16:16.
|Ueber ein kleines!| so sprach Er in naechtlicher Stunde.
transl., Jane Borthwick, 1858
|A little while!| -- so spake our gracious Lord
To the sad band around that sacred board,
While His long-burdened heart
Already felt the smart
Of His own Father's sin-avenging sword
'Tis for thee also, weeping, weary one!
Are not all things around thee hastening on?
Thy Father's hand ordains
All these, thy griefs and pains --
A little while!| -- they, too, are past and gone.
Have all the lights of love quite died away?
Has thy last star withdrawn its cheering ray?
Till the long night wears past,
Weeping and prayer must last;
But joy approaches with the dawning day.
Do friends misunderstand, or mock thy pain?
Hast thou too fondly trusted, loved in vain?
The Faithful One and True
Can blighted hopes renew,
And hearts long severed reünite again.
|A little while!| -- the fetters clasp no more,
The spirit, long enthralled, is free to soar,
And takes its joyful flight,
On radiant wings of light,
To the blest mansions of the heavenly shore.
There end the longings of the weary breast,
The good sought after here is there possest;
Ride o'er the stormy sea,
Poor bark! soon shalt thou be
In the calm haven of eternal rest.
|A little while!| look forward and hope on!
Soon shall the troubled dreams of night be gone.
The shadows pass away
Before the abiding day,
The Saviour comes, to claim and bless His own.