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Heb. 12:2.
O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore,
Look off unto Jesus; now sorrow no more:
The light of his countenance shineth so bright,
That here, as in heaven, there need be no night.
2 While looking to Jesus, my heart can not fear;
I tremble no more when I see Jesus near;
I know that his presence my safeguard will be,
For, “Why are you troubled?” he saith unto me.
3 Still looking to Jesus, O, may I be found,
When Jordan’s dark waters encompass me round:
They bear me away in his presence to be;
I see him still nearer whom always I see.
4 Then, then shall I know the full beauty and grace
Of Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to face;
Shall know how his love went before me each day,
And wonder that ever my eyes turned away.