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AFTERWARD

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 20, 1869

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 34, No. 4.

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AFTERWARD.

No sorrow seemeth joyous, No bitter tasteth sweet, No grief but leaves a furrow, No pleasure is complete, Here!
But, soul, be ever patient, Count not thy trials hard; The joyous fruit shall greet thee; It cometh afterward— There!
Deep through thee runs the plowshare! The soil is harsh and dry; But it's only growing ready For harvest by-and-by— There!
Hot are the tears that blister Thy cheeks so pale and wan; While empty hands are groping For some beloved one gone! Here!
Bright shall the sunbeams glitter Above the jasper gates, Where many a joyous welcome To greet thy coming waits, There!
Oh! soul be ever patient, Though sorrow seemeth hard; For bliss shall come for sighing, Not yet, but afterward, There!
—S. S. Times.