After All
(Verse 1)
In this life my trials are many,
and sometimes my feet get weary.
And it seems that I will stumble and almost fall.
But the gentle hands that leads me,
Is the hands that keeps me steady.
Give me grace that I will make it, after all.
Chorus
After all this life is over
And my labor here is ended.
And I’ve climbed up on the mountain top so tall.
Looking over in the city,
That my savior is preparing.
Give me grace that I will make it after all!
(Verse 2)
I myself I can not make it,
But I know He’ll be there to help me.
If to Him in earnest prayer I keep on call.
Keep on trusting and believing
And the words I hear in whisper
“Just a few more days to labor after all.”
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
In this life my trials are many,
and sometimes my feet get weary.
And it seems that I will stumble and almost fall.
But the gentle hands that leads me,
Is the hands that keeps me steady.
Give me grace that I will make it, after all.
Chorus
After all this life is over
And my labor here is ended.
And I’ve climbed up on the mountain top so tall.
Looking over in the city,
That my savior is preparing.
Give me grace that I will make it after all!
(Verse 2)
I myself I can not make it,
But I know He’ll be there to help me.
If to Him in earnest prayer I keep on call.
Keep on trusting and believing
And the words I hear in whisper
“Just a few more days to labor after all.”
(Chorus)