Only a little more sorrow
Only a little more pain;
Only a little more sighing—
Jesus is coming again.
Then
if I have been accepted
Dying shall be my gain;
I shall be freed from its sorrows
Only a little while longer
Chilled by the blasts of the wind;
Only a few passing shadows
Only a few sheaves to bind.
Jesus
I know
will be waiting
Waiting for me to come;
And when the grain is all garnered
Reapers shall shout
Harvest Home.
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