After

After the toil and trou­ble

There com­eth a day of rest;

After the wea­ry con­flict

Peace on the Sav­ior’s breast;

After the care and sor­row

The glo­ry of light and love;

After the wil­der­ness jour­ney

The Fa­ther’s bright home ab­ove.

After the night of dark­ness

The sha­dows all flee away;

After the day of sad­ness

Hope sheds her bright­est ray;

After the strife and strug­gle

The vic­to­ry is won;

After the work is ov­er

The Mas­ter’s own word

Well done.

After the hours of chast­en­ing

The spir­it made pure and bright;

After the earth’s dark sha­dow

Clear in the light of Light;

After the guid­ing coun­sel

Communion full and sweet;

After the will­ing serv­ice

All laid at the Sav­ior’s feet.

After the pain and sick­ness

The tears are all wiped away;

After the flow­ers are ga­thered

No more of earth’s de­cay;

After the deep heart sor­row

An end of ev­ery strife;

After the dai­ly cross­es

A glo­ri­ous crown of life.