It Is I; Be Not Afraid
Harriet E. Jones • English
Primary Scripture: Mark 6:50
Verse 1
Lonely pilgrim, art thou weary With the burdens daily borne? Does the way seem dark and dreary, And thy lot in life forlorn! Gird thy breastplate close around thee, Hold it fast, the Spirit's blade, Let the shield of faith adorn thee: "It is I; be not afraid."
Chorus
Bear thy cross in sweet submission, Look to me, be not dismayed, By and by, a glad fruition: "It is I; be not afraid."
Verse 2
Tho' thy feet are often bleeding From the thorns along the way, All the grace my child is needing, I will give thee day by day; Those I love I chasten sorely, Thus to sweetly purify; That each child be fitted wholly For the perfect house on high.
Chorus
Bear thy cross in sweet submission, Look to me, be not dismayed, By and by, a glad fruition: "It is I; be not afraid."
Verse 3
Tho' beneath the clouds of sorrow, Let thine armor brightly shine; There shall dawn a glad tomorrow For each trusting child of mine; I will ever journey with thee, Sooth thee when with sorrows weighed; I, at last, a crown will give thee; Journey on, "be not afraid."
Chorus
Bear thy cross in sweet submission, Look to me, be not dismayed, By and by, a glad fruition: "It is I; be not afraid."
Scripture References
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