Who for the right way races

Who for the right way races

Hands drooping

wearied

sore—

Oh

look away to Jesus;

Be tired

dismayed no more.

His face

with shining brilliance

Drives troubling gloom away;

His glorious face regarding

You’ll be as bright as day.

Just look away to Jesus—

You surely will not see

The persecution

hardships

That press

surrounding thee.

There’ll be no tears of sorrow

Your vision to occlude;

No dangers and no terrors

Your heart to veil

delude.

Oh

look away to Jesus;

Deep grace your spirit finds;

This world has tribulation;

In Jesus

peace is thine.

Man’s life a stormy sea is

Much prone to surging waves

But look away to Jesus—

Your heart won’t be dismayed.

Oh

look away to Jesus;

Confused you will not be;

If oft to Him your gaze is

He’ll point the way for thee.

And as He leads thee forward

Though clouds or fog are there

Your head incline before Him;

You surely will not err.

Oh

look away to Jesus

Till

taking you on high

He shows His glorious visage

In full before your eyes.

Today the face of Jesus

Gives strength along the way;

That day ’twill turn to praises

And make you glad for aye.