“Be patient then; with such a rest in view,
Blessed are they who Zion’s ways pursue;
Each faithful pilgrim, through His mighty grace,
Shall there appear, and see Him face to face.
He is their Sun, to chase the shades of night,
And cheer their souls with heavenly warmth and light.
‘God of all grace,’ each day’s march He’ll bestow
The suited grace for all they meet below:
The ‘God of glory,’ when their journey’s done,
Will crown with glory what His grace begun,
Rich in the treasures of eternal love,
His watchful goodness all His people prove:
Through time’s short day, and through eternity,
‘Blest is the man, O Lord, who trusts in Thee.’”