1868
Fanny J. Crosby
T.E. Perkins
Sabboth Carols
38
6/8
G
4
13
1 Weary not, my brother, Cheerful be the song; Is thy burden heaven, 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. 2 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] 3 Trials may befall thee, Thorns beset thy way; Never mind them, brother, Only watch and pray; Through the vale of sorrow Once the Saviour trod; Run thy race with patience, Pressing on to God. [Refrain] 4 Labor on, y 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]