1
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.
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.
2
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.
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.
3
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.
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.
4
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.
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.
5
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.
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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