Well Done

Though my back is aching
And my feet are sore
And I don’t feel like taking
It anymore
Though my hands are calloused
But the work never ends
It will be worth it
Someday, my friend

Though my eyes have wept
Till the tears are gone
And when I have slept
My pillow’s a stone
Though I am weary
With body worn
Someday I’ll forget
All the trouble I’ve borne

Though trials are many
But comforts are few
And being lonely
Is nothing new
Someday we will shout
With joy loud and fervent
As God says, ‘Well done
Good and faithful servant’

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Janet Martin

Well done, thou good and faithful servant.Matt 25:23