And Is It So? A Little While

And is it so? A lit­tle while

And then the life un­dy­ing

The light of God’s un­cloud­ed smile

The sing­ing for the sigh­ing?

A lit­tle while! O glo­ri­ous word

Sweet so­lace of our sor­row;

And then for­ev­er with the Lord

The ev­er­last­ing mor­row.

Then be it ours to jour­ney on

In paths that He de­crees us

Where His own feet be­fore have gone

Our strength

our hope

our Je­sus;

In lowly fel­low­ship with Him

The cross ap­point­ed bear­ing;

For O a crown no grief can dim

One day we shall be wear­ing.

O ’twill be pass­ing sweet to gaze

On Him in all His glo­ry;

And lost in love and glad am­aze

To shout re­demp­tion’s sto­ry;

Till an­gels bend to catch the strain

Our hu­man lips are swell­ing

And wor­thy is the Lamb once slain

Resounds through Heav­en’s high dwell­ing.