JUST A LITTLE FARTHER ON.
By Thos. Rowe
Just a little farther on, just a little farther on,
All our trials will be ended, all our sorrows will be
No more sickness, death, or sighing, no more failures after trying,
In that gladsome great "to be," just a little farther on. Just a little farther on, just a little farther on,—
What a hope to keep us striving till life's battles all are won!
Though sometimes we lose its light, it is shining just as bright;
In that gladsome great "to be," just a little farther on. Just a little farther on, just a little farther on,
No more hearts to break from crying, no more faces pale and wan;
Life would not be worth the living, costliest gift not worth the giving,
If our Father did not beckon, just a little farther on. But there is a farther on, aye, there is a Farther On;
For the night of sin is passing, soon eternal day will dawn;
Hold on just a little longer, grasp faith's rope a little stronger,
We shall stand upon Mt. Zion, just a little farther on.