You’ve struggled long and hard for heaven,
You’ve counted all things here but dross,
Fight on, the crown will soon be given.
4 Farewell, poor careless sinners, too,
It grieves my soul to leave you here.
Eternal sorrow waits for you,
O turn, and find salvation near.
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Waiting on God.
Isaiah. 40:31.