Scripture Verse

Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:2

Introduction

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Theodore E. Perkins (1831–1912)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Sab­bath Ca­rols, ed­it­ed by Theo­dore Per­kins (New York: Brown & Per­kins, 1868), page 38.

Music: Mo­sul Theo­dore E. Per­kins (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Lyrics

Weary not, my bro­ther,
Cheerful be thy song;
Is thy bur­den hea­vy,
And the jour­ney long?
Does the weight op­press thee?
Cast it on the Lord;
Run thy race with pa­tience,
Trusting in His Word.

Refrain

Looking un­to Je­sus,
He has died for thee;
Oh, glo­ry be to Je­sus,
We’ll shout sal­va­tion free.

Seek and thou shalt find Him,
Still in faith be­lieve;
Call, and He will hear thee,
Ask Him and re­ceive;
In the dark­est moment—
In the deep­est night,
He will give thee com­fort,
He will give thee light.

Refrain

Trials may be­fall thee,
Thorns be­set the way,
Never mind them, bro­ther,
Only watch and pray;
Through the vale of sor­row
Once the Sav­ior trod;
Run thy race with pa­tience,
Pressing on to God.

Refrain

Labor on, my bro­ther,
Thou shalt reap at last
Fruits of joy eter­nal,
When thy work is past;
Crowds of shin­ing angels
View thee from the skies,
Run thy race with pa­tience,
Yonder is the prize.

Refrain