Not now, my child ! â a little more rough tossing, A little longer on the billows' foam ; A few more journeyings in the desert darkness, And then the sunshine of thy Father's Home!
2. Not now; for I have wanderers in the distance, [patient love : And thou must call them in with Not; now; for I have sheep upon the mountains, [e'er they rove. And thou must follow them wher-
3. Not now; for I have loved ones sad and weary ; [kindly smile ? Wilt thou not cheer them with a Sick ones, who need thee in their lonely sorrow ; Wilt thou not tend them yet a little while ?
4. Not now; for wounded hearts are sorely bleeding, [hearts to sing ; And thou must teach those widowed Not now; for orphans' tears are quickly falling â They must be gathered 'neath some sheltering wing.
5. Go, with the name of Jesus to the dying, And speak that name in all its living power ; Why should thy fainting heart grow chill and weary ? Canst thou not watch with Me one little hour ?
6. One little hour ! and then the glorious crowning, The golden harp-strings, and the victor's palm ; One little hour ! and then the hallelujah ! Eternity's long, deep, thanksgiving psalm !