Servants of His who patient stand, In God's full heav'nly armor clad, His strength is yours in heart and hand, Yours is His joy when earth seems sad. Beyond the cloud, the silver rim Shows where the sun is shining through; The cloud that seems the light to dim Will fall as heaven's refreshing dew.
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