215 WAIT AND MURMUR NOT
[V1]
The home where changes never come,
Nor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care;
Yes! ‘tis a bright and blessed home;
Who would not fain be resting there?
The home where changes never come,
Nor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care;
Yes! ‘tis a bright and blessed home;
Who would not fain be resting there?
[C]
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
[V2]
Yet when bowed down beneath the load,
By heaven allowed, thine earthly lot,
Thou yearn’st to reach that blest abode,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
Yet when bowed down beneath the load,
By heaven allowed, thine earthly lot,
Thou yearn’st to reach that blest abode,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
[C]
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
[V3]
If in thy path some thorns are found,
O, think who bore them on His brow;
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found,
It reached a holier than thou.
If in thy path some thorns are found,
O, think who bore them on His brow;
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found,
It reached a holier than thou.
[C]
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
[V4]
Toil on, nor deem, though sore it be,
One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot;
The day of rest will dawn for thee,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
Toil on, nor deem, though sore it be,
One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot;
The day of rest will dawn for thee,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
[C]
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait)
meekly wait and murmur not,
O, wait, (meekly wait) O, wait, (meekly wait)
O, wait, and murmur not. (O murmur not)