A little while.

A FEW more years shall roll, A few more seasons come; And we shall lie with them that rest, Asleep within the tomb.

A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall he where suns are not, A far serener clime.

A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore; And we shall he where tempests cease, And surges swell no more.

A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils a few more tears, And we shall weep no more.

A few more meetings here Shall cheer us on our way; And we shall reach the endless rest, Th' eternal Sabbath day.