After While

Verse 1

As I contemplate life’s jour­ney, Thro’ this world of sin and strife, There’s a thought that steals up­on me, Whisp’ring joy, af­ter while.

Chorus

After while, After while, Some sweet day Aft­er while, Blest will be the way-­worn pil­grim, Some sweet day, Aft­er while.

Verse 2

’Tis a thought of migh­ty won­der, Clad in forms of sac­red style; To behold the things eter­nal, That shall be, aft­er while.

Chorus 2

After while, Aft­er while, Some sweet day, Af­ter while, We shall view eternal re­gions, Some sweet day, Aft­er while.

Verse 3

Then we’ll know of high­er great­ness, Than the world hath e'er com­piled; For we'll rest from all our labors, Some sweet day, aft­er while.

Chorus 3

After while, Aft­er while, Some sweet day, Aft­er while, We shall rest from all our la­bors, Some sweet day, aft­er while.