2 Corinthians. 4:17.
LIGHT affliction for a moment,
Working glory even now,
Tribulation working patience,
Through the desert as we go.
Weight of glory, far exceeding
All that ear of man hath heard,
Present thing or things to-morrow,
What can change His wondrous word?
Had we looked at things now passing,
Did we rest on nature's shore,
Lost we not the blest renewings,
Day by day and hour by hour.
Strengthened from the power of glory,
Vessel-grace He'll still bestow,
As we bear the peerless treasure,
All the checkereda journey through.
Light we, freighted with such glory;
Fainting not though weak within.,
Bright to faith, the blest to-morrow,
Lost in love, at home with Him.
Here we wander on with Jesus,
Tourists once, but pilgrims now,
Home to hope in sweet communion,
Lights the path we onward go.
There on high, our hearts' affections
Carried by Himself within;
Here on earth the Christ's rejection,
Shrouding every earthly scene.
There, Himself in all His glory,
Satisfaction, rest, and borne;
Here His cross, and shame, and sorrow,
Bear we gladly till He come.