| Song | Art Thou Weary Art Thou Languid |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Art Thou Weary Art Thou Languid |
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Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Languid,
Art Thou Sore Distressed?
Come To Me, Saith One, And, Coming,
Be At Rest!
Hath He Marks To Lead Me To Him,
If He Be My Guide?
In His Feet And Hands Are Wound-Prints,
And His Side.
Hath He Diadem As Monarch
That He Brow Adorns?
Yea, A Crown Very Surety,
But Of Thorns!
If I Find Him, If I Follow,
What His Guerdon Here?
Many A Sorrow, Many A Labour,
Many A Tear.
If I Still Hold Closely To Him,
What Hath He At Last?
Sorrow Vanquished, Labour Ended,
Jordan Past.
If I Ask Him To Receive Me,
Will He Say Me Nay?
Not Till Earth And Not Till Heaven
Pass Away.
Finding, Following, Keeping, Struggling
Is He Sure To Bless?
Saints, Apostles, Prophets, Marty’s,
Answer: Yes!
