And ye, beneath life's crushing load, whose forms are bending low.who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow,
look now! for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing:
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing.
It Came upon the Midnight Clear vs 3
Grace and Peace,
Jane
3 comments:
Ok, so when your calendars come out I want this this be the december page...the picture, the words....I would look at the picture read and reread the verse all month long and still be sad for january.
Ditto what Kris said!!
As always, love the photo, and the words are so appropriate
AMEN! What a beautiful verse from that song!
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