Classic Poem

Faint not along thine earthly road,
Thou pilgrim soul of mine;
Still, still be gladsome in thy God,
Still sing thy song divine!

Doth life in all bright ways for thee
Its glory oft unroll?
O take thy pleasures holily,
Sing unto God, my soul!

A dreary desert dost thou trace,
Dim shineth thy far goal?
That desert make thy holy place,
Pursue thy song, my soul!

When the glad Spirit's voice divine
Through thy stirred deeps doth roll,
When glows with faith that heart of thine,
Sing forth thy song, my soul!