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Who for the right way races, Hands drooping, wearied, sore— Oh, look away to Jesus; Be tired, dismayed no more. His face, with shining brilliance, Drives troubling gloom away; His glorious face regarding, You’ll be as bright as day. |
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Just look away to Jesus— You surely will not see The persecution, hardships, That press, surrounding thee. There’ll be no tears of sorrow Your vision to occlude; No dangers and no terrors Your heart to veil, delude. |
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Oh, look away to Jesus; Deep grace your spirit finds; This world has tribulation; In Jesus, peace is thine. Man’s life a stormy sea is, Much prone to surging waves, But look away to Jesus— Your heart won’t be dismayed. |
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Oh, look away to Jesus; Confused you will not be; If oft to Him your gaze is, He’ll point the way for thee. And as He leads thee forward, Though clouds or fog are there, Your head incline before Him; You surely will not err. |
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Oh, look away to Jesus, Till, taking you on high, He shows His glorious visage In full before your eyes. Today the face of Jesus Gives strength along the way; That day ’twill turn to praises And make you glad for aye. |
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