Is it a long way off?

O, no! a few more years,

A few more bitter tears—

We shall be there.

Sometimes the way seems long,

Our comforters all go,

Woe follows after woe,

Care after care.

2 O! brethren dear, how weak,

How faint and weak we are!

Yet Jesus leads us far

Through tangled ways

Into the very heart

Of this dark wilderness

Where dangers thickest press,

And Satan strays.

3 But he is strong and wise,

And we, his children blind,

Must trust his thoughtful mind

And tender care.

So gentle is his love,

We may be sure that sight

Would show us all is right,

And answered prayer.

4 ’Tis no uncertain way

We tread, for Jesus still

Leads with unerring skill

Where’er we roam;

And from the desert wild

Soon shall our path emerge,

And land us on the verge

Of our dear home.