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YIELD NOT TO FEAR

“Poor, fainting spirit, still hold on thy way—
The day is near!
True, thou art weary; but yon brighter ray
Becomes more clear.
Bear up a little longer; wait for rest;
Yield not to slumber, though with toil oppressed.

“The coming night is mournful, but look on—
The dawn is here!
Soon will earth’s shadowy scenes and gloom be gone;
Yield not to fear:
The mountain’s summit will ere long be gained,
And thy bright hopes with joy and peace attained.

“‘Joyful through hope!’ thy motto still must be—
The dawn is here!
What glories will that dawn unfold to thee!
Be of good cheer!
Gird up thy loins; bind sandals on thy feet:
The way is short, though rough; the end is sweet.”

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“A little while, our fightings shall be over;
A little while, our tears be wiped away;
A little while, the power of Jehovah
Shall turn our darkness into gladsome day.

“A little while, the fears that oft surround us
Shall to the memories of the past belong;
A little while, the love that sought and found us
Shall change our weeping into heaven’s glad song.

“A little while! ‘Tis ever drawing nearer—
The brighter dawning of that glorious day.
Blest Savior, make our spirits’ vision clearer,
And guide, O guide us in the shining way.

“A little while, O blessed expectation!
For strength to run with patience, Lord, we cry,
Our hearts up leap in fond anticipation;
Our union with the Bridegroom draweth nigh.”

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— September, 1889 —