O trou­bled heart, there is a home
Beyond the reach of toil and care;
A home where chang­es ne­ver come:
Who would not fain be rest­ing there?

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O wait, meek­ly wait, and mur­mur not,
O wait, meek­ly wait, and mur­mur not
O wait, O wait,
O wait, and mur­mur not.

Yet when bowed down be­neath the load
By Heav’n al­lowed, thine earth­ly lot;
Look up! thou’lt reach that blest abode;
Wait, meek­ly wait, and mur­mur not.

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Toil on, nor deem, tho’ sore it be,
One sigh un­heard, one pray­er for­got;
The day of rest will dawn for thee;
Wait, meek­ly wait, and mur­mur not.

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