Wear a smile for Jesus, as you pass along,
Cheer this world of sorrow with a happy song;
If a cloud should lower, hiding all the blue,
Smiles will rift the gloom and let the sunshine thro’.
Smiling, smiling, happy ev’ry day;
Smiling, smiling, up the narrow way;
On the Mount of Pisgah some day we shall stand,
And with smile of triumph view the promised land.
Wear a smile for Jesus, speak a word of cheer;
Many hearts are sighing ’neath their burdens here;
Like the sparkling dewdrops on the drooping flow’rs,
Smiles will cheer and brighten e’en the darkest hours.
Wear a smile for Jesus—do not stop to weep;
Tho’ some disappointment o’er your pathway creep,
Smiles will lighten labor, soothe and banish care;
Scatter freely, then, your brightest everywhere.