After the joys of earth, After its songs of mirth, After its hours of light, After its dreams so bright: What then? Only an empty name, Only a weary frame, Only a conscious smart, Only an aching heart. After an empty name, After a weary frame, After this conscious smart, After an aching heart: What then? Only a sad farewell To a world loved too well, Only a silent bed, With the forgotten dead. After this sad farewell, To a world loved too well, After this silent bed, With the forgotten dead: What then? Oh! then the judgment throne, Oh! then the last hope gone, Then all the woes that dwell In an eternal hell! But those whom sin has oppressed, May have their fears put to rest; All who in Christ believe Eternal life receive; What then? When they accept the Son, They paradise have won: No flame, no dark abyss, But everlasting bliss.