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PhilEd. #379
The Home Where Changes Never Come
Bicol 140,  Cebuano 380,  Ilocano 210,  Tagalog 380
WAIT, AND MURMUR NOT  L.M.
Refrain  [1]  [2]  [3]  [4] 
SABBATH SCHOOL
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not,
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not;
O wait! 0 wait! O wait! and murmur not.
The home where changes never come,
Nor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care;
Yes! 'tis a bright and blessed home;
Who would not fain he resting there?
Yet when bowed down beneath the load
By Heaven allowed, thine earthly lot;
Thou yearnest to reach that blest abode,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.
If in thy path some thorns are found,
O, think who bore them on His brow;
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found,
It reached a holier than thou.
Toil on, nor deem, though sore it be,
One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot;
The day of rest will dawn for thee!
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.

The home where changes never come,
Nor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care;
Yes! 'tis a bright and blessed home;
Who would not fain he resting there?

Refrain
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not,
O wait! meekly wait, and murmur not;
O wait! 0 wait! O wait! and murmur not.

Yet when bowed down beneath the load
By Heaven allowed, thine earthly lot;
Thou yearnest to reach that blest abode,
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.

If in thy path some thorns are found,
O, think who bore them on His brow;
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found,
It reached a holier than thou.

Toil on, nor deem, though sore it be,
One sigh unheard, one prayer forgot;
The day of rest will dawn for thee!
Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not.

   
   W. H. Bellamy William J. Kirkpatrick   
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