And we shall be with those that rest, A sleep with-in the tomb. A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time, d. And we shall be where suns are not, A far se 2 A few more storms shall beat On this wild, rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, A few more struggles here, A few more toils, a few more tears, 3 'Tis but a little while, And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign; Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; H. Bonar, 1844 |