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THE WAYSIDE WATCHER.
The folded hands seem idle:
If folded at His word,
'Tis a holy service rendered
In obedience to the Lord.
If folded at His word,
'Tis a holy service rendered
In obedience to the Lord.
"Ye know the joy of labor
Within the busy field;
But there are deeper pleasures
A faithful heart may yield.
To willing ones that suffer,
And listen at His feet,
From the far-off land God giveth
The fruit of life to eat.
Within the busy field;
But there are deeper pleasures
A faithful heart may yield.
To willing ones that suffer,
And listen at His feet,
From the far-off land God giveth
The fruit of life to eat.
"Brief is my hour of labor:
My Lord my lot hath cast;
He giveth royal wages,
To the first-called as the last.
I have seen Him in His beauty,
While waiting here alone;
I know Him ever near me,
For He cannot leave His own.
My Lord my lot hath cast;
He giveth royal wages,
To the first-called as the last.
I have seen Him in His beauty,
While waiting here alone;
I know Him ever near me,
For He cannot leave His own.
"None e'er shall lack a service,
Who only seek His will;
For He doth teach His children
To suffer and be still.
Who only seek His will;
For He doth teach His children
To suffer and be still.
