When Our Eager Longing Spirits


When our eager, longing spirits,
Furl their wings to take their flight,
To the mystic shores of beauty far away,
Will the beacon light of glory,
Shed its ray of brightness o’er us,
When our waiting shall be over by and by.

When our waiting shall be over, By and by,
When our waiting shall be over by and by,
Will the beacon light of glory,
Shed its ray of brightness o’er us,
When our waiting shall be over by and by.

When there comes the last unclosing
Of these weary, aching hands,
Will the hearts that mourn for loved ones far away,
E’er be silenced in their yearnings,
Silenced in their wistful longings,
And arise in strength and beauty by and by.

When our waiting shall be over, By and by,
When our waiting shall be over by and by,
Will the beacon light of glory,
Shed its ray of brightness o’er us,
When our waiting shall be over by and by.

When the pains of life are vanish’d,
And the newer sense of peace,
Folds us in its tender arms of rest for aye,
All the olden friends around us,
With the olden ties that bound us,
Shall we dwell in rest and gladness by and by.

When our waiting shall be over, By and by,
When our waiting shall be over by and by,
Will the beacon light of glory,
Shed its ray of brightness o’er us,
When our waiting shall be over by and by.

O the peace, the joy, the rapture,
That is waiting us at home,
Where the heart for rest, shall never breathe a sigh,
O the song of bliss that’s swelling,
Ev’ry tone so sweetly telling,
We shall rest in love forever by and by.

When our waiting shall be over, By and by,
When our waiting shall be over by and by,
Yes, the beacon light of glory,
Will then shed its brightness o’er us,
When our waiting shall be over by and by.