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THE PATH OF PEACE
It is so hard to walk earth's toilsome way
Ever while slow moons wane, or slow increase,
So hard to follow Duty day by day
Leading to God's peace!
Ever while slow moons wane, or slow increase,
So hard to follow Duty day by day
Leading to God's peace!
O weary grows the heart and worn the feet,
In the dull round of uneventful cares,
Yet there's a thought might make our service sweet,
Since God our toil prepares.
In the dull round of uneventful cares,
Yet there's a thought might make our service sweet,
Since God our toil prepares.
Lift up thy tired eyes! No cloud is spread
Betwixt thee and His heaven serene and pure,
He holds His hand above thy humble head,
Thy happiness is sure.
Betwixt thee and His heaven serene and pure,
He holds His hand above thy humble head,
Thy happiness is sure.
Then keep the courage of thy morning prime
And bravely bear the cross He lays on thee,
'Tis but a little space of troubled time
In His eternity.
And bravely bear the cross He lays on thee,
'Tis but a little space of troubled time
In His eternity.
Remember, only in this pathway lies
Thy safety,—once beyond its sheltering bound,
What choking mists, what bitter tempests rise
Where never rest is found!
Thy safety,—once beyond its sheltering bound,
What choking mists, what bitter tempests rise
Where never rest is found!
Hard may be Duty's hand, but lo! it leads
Out into perfect joy where pain shall cease.
God sees thy striving and thy patience heeds,
And thou shalt find His peace.
Out into perfect joy where pain shall cease.
God sees thy striving and thy patience heeds,
And thou shalt find His peace.
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