Hymn 729:
Ho, reapers in the whitened harvest
oft, feeble, faint, and few:
Come, wait upon the blessed master,
Our strength he will renew.
For they that wait upon the Lord
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings,
They shall mount up with wings
As eagles
They shall run and not be weary
They shall walk and not faint;
They shall run and not be weary
They shall walk and not faint;
They shall run and not be weary
Shall walk and not faint.
Too oft a weary and discouraged,
We pour a sad complaint;
Believing in a living Saviour,
Why should we ever faint?
Rejoice! For he is with us always,
Lo, even to the end!
Look up! Take courage and go forward
All needed grace He’ll send!
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