Worldly sorrow worketh death;
Sink not beneath its power;
‘Twill darken much that else were bright,
In mercy’s lingering hour.
Forgotten be the trials past,
The present meekly borne;
Our burdens cast upon the Lord,
Who comforts those that mourn.
With heavenly wisdom we shall know
What God would have us do;
While moving in his order on,
Our hope and strength renew.
Revived and strengthened we’re prepared
To spread the truth abroad,
Beseeching men in Jesus’ stead,
Be reconciled to God.
Then jewels will be gathered in,
The church built up again,
And all prepared to meet the Lord,
Who’s coming soon to reign.
