Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Every day hath toil and trouble
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer: E Roberts
Meter: 8 5 8 5 8 5 8 5
Tune: Roberts
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 289, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsEvery day hath toil and trouble,
Every heart hath care;
Meekly bear thine own full measure,
And thy brother's share.
Fear not, shrink not, tho' the burden,
Heavy to thee prove;
God shall fill thy mouth with gladness,
And thy heart with love.
Patiently, enduring ever,
Let thy spirit be
Bound by links that can not sever,
To humanity.
Labor, wait! thy Master labored
Till his task was done;
Count not lost thy fleeting moments,
Life hath but begun.
Labor, wait! tho' midnight shadows
Gather round thee here;
And the storm above thee lowering,
Fill thy heart with fear.
Wait in hope! the morning dawneth
When the night is gone;
And a peaceful rest awaits thee,
When thy work is done.