'Twill Not Be Long

Verse 1

’Twill not be long, our journey here,
Each broken sigh and falling tear
Will soon be gone, and all will be
A cloudless sky, a waveless sea.

Chorus

Roll on, dark stream,
We dread not thy foam;
The Pilgrim is longing
For home, sweet home.

Verse 2

’Twill not be long, the yearning heart
May feel its every hope depart,
And grief be mingled with its song;
We’ll meet again, ’twill not be long.