Laudes Domini ‎#718

718. Our Master

1 Art thou weary, art thou languid,
Art thou sore distressed?
"Come to me," saith One, "and coming,
Be at rest."

2 Hath he marks to lead me to him,
If he be my Guide?--
"In his feet and hands are wound-prints,
And his side."

3 Is there diadem, as Monarch,
That his brow adorns?--
"Yea, a crown, in very surety;
But of thorns."

4 If I find him, if I follow,
What his guerdon here?--
"Many a sorrow, many a labor,
Many a tear."

5 If I still hold closely to him,
What hath he at last?--
"Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,
Jordan passed."

6 If I ask him to receive me,
Will he say me nay?--
"Not till earth, and not till heaven
Pass away."

7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling,
Is he sure to bless?--
"Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,
Answer, Yes."

Text Information

• First Line: Art thou weary, art thou languid
• Title: Our Master
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1884
• Topic: Christians: Encouragement; Courage; Encouragement; Weary in well-doing
• Notes: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: STEPHANOS
• Meter: P. M.
• Key: G Major or modal