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LI. | LI. CHEER UP. |
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The Past, Present, and Future | ||
LI. CHEER UP.
Cheer up, brother; why dejected?
Pain will cease and sorrows end.
Why discourag'd if neglected?
Just look upwards, there's a friend.
Pain will cease and sorrows end.
Why discourag'd if neglected?
Just look upwards, there's a friend.
Cheer up, brother; there's a power
That upholds when none is near;
And through all life's darkest hour
Whispers sweetly—do not fear.
That upholds when none is near;
And through all life's darkest hour
Whispers sweetly—do not fear.
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Cheer up, brother; though the mountain
May be rugged, rough, and high,
From its apex flows a fountain;
Slake your thirst whenever dry.
May be rugged, rough, and high,
From its apex flows a fountain;
Slake your thirst whenever dry.
Cheer up, brother; though oppression
Stalketh boldly hand in hand,
Girt with truth—keep self-possession,
Thou shalt reach a better land.
Stalketh boldly hand in hand,
Girt with truth—keep self-possession,
Thou shalt reach a better land.
Cheer up, brother; in the distance
May be seen a single star,
All throughout life's poor existence,
See it, brightly beaming there.
May be seen a single star,
All throughout life's poor existence,
See it, brightly beaming there.
Cheer up, brother; angels hover
All around you in the strife,
With their golden pinions cover
O'er the path to endless life.
All around you in the strife,
With their golden pinions cover
O'er the path to endless life.
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Cheer up, brother; don't be fearful
Though the raging billows roar,
Full of hope and faith, be cheerful,
There are millions on before.
Though the raging billows roar,
Full of hope and faith, be cheerful,
There are millions on before.
Cheer up, brother; why thus slumber?
Battle manfully and brave;
There is yet an untold number
That in mercy Christ will save.
Battle manfully and brave;
There is yet an untold number
That in mercy Christ will save.
The Past, Present, and Future | ||