Trials dark on every hand

And we cannot understand

All the ways of God would lead us

To that blessed promised land

But he guides us with his eye

And we'll follow till we die

For we'll understand it better by and by

By and by, when the morning comes

When the saints of God are gathered home

We'll tell the story how we've overcome

For we'll understand it better by and by

Temptations, hidden snares

Often take us unawares

And our hearts are made to bleed

For a thoughtless word or deed

And we wonder why the test

When we try to do our best

But we'll understand it better by and by

By and by, when the morning comes

When the saints of God are gathered home

We'll tell the story how we've overcome

For we'll understand it better by and by