Weary Not in Well Doing

Let us be pa­tient

pa­tient

Think of the grow­ing grain

How long it lies in the dark­some earth

Nurtured by sun and rain.

Waiting

pray­ing

striv­ing day by day

Something to do for the Mas­ter’s sake

Something for Him to say.

Let us be pa­tient

pa­tient

Strive as the grain to grow;

The ten­der grass and the rip­en­ing ear

Heralds the corn we know.

Let us be pa­tient

pa­tient

Day af­ter day to gain

Till ful­ly ripe all our sheaves may be

Gathered like gold­en grain.