Soon shall our wanderings cease,
And we have reached the shore
Where we shall rest, with Jesus blest
Our toil and conflict o’er.
Then when our eyes look back,
And all His ways retrace,
Upon them each will fall the light
Of love divine and grace.
The wilderness now past,
The heavenly mansions gained,
We’ll tread the courts of glory fair,
With footsteps bright, unstained.
We’ll think of ill no more,
No tear shall dim our eye;
But we shall rest in full delight,
With Jesus ever nigh.
Nor nigh alone—unseen—
His glory shall be there,
“Above the brightness of the sun;”
His portion we shall share.
His face with brightness shines
Once marred with grief and shame;
His pathway lay through tears and death,
Our pathway is the same.
But we shall reach Him where
Our joy shall overflow:
The “Man of Sorrows” once on earth,
He’s “Man of Glory” now.
Then let our souls rejoice;
What He provides is best:
And we shall share what He has there,
Forever with Him blest.