The Weary Hours Like Shadows Come And Go,
As Still I Strive, By Earnest Faith And Prayer,
To Do Each Day The Duties That I Know,
And Bear The Cross My Saviour Bids Me Bear.

But Are There Many Weary Miles To Tread
Before The Promised Home Appears In Sight ?
And Are There Sad And Bitter Tears To Shed
Ere We Shall Meet In Realms Of Endless Light ?

Some Little Joy I Have In Doing Still
The Humble Work He Bids Me Do For Him;
A Tender Gladness When ‘Tis Mine To Fill
Again Some Empty Chalice To The Brim.

And Thus The Days Are Slowly Passing Here,
With Distant Gleams Of Hope And Glory Blest;
But Is The Hallowed Moment Drawing Near
When We Shall Meet Again In Endless Rest ?

Ah, Yes, When That Great Light Which Men Call Death
Strikes Through The Gloom And Stills At Last The Strife,
Then Comes A Hush, A Sigh, A Fleeting Breath,
And We Shall Meet Again In Endless Life.

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