We may tar­ry awhile here as strang­ers,
Unnoticed by those who pass by;
But the Sav­ior will crown us in glo­ry,
To shine as the stars in the sky.

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We shall shine as the stars of the morn­ing,
With Je­sus the Cru­ci­fied One;
We shall rise to be like Him for­ev­er,
Eternally shine as the sun.

We may ne­ver be rich in earth’s trea­sures,
Nor rise on the lad­der of fame;
But the saints will at last be re­ward­ed,
Made rich in Im­ma­nu­el’s name.

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We may live in a tent or a cot­tage,
And die in se­clu­sion alone;
But the Fa­ther who seeth in secret,
Remembers each one of His own.

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