
Does it seem some days the hill you climb
Gets steeper by the mile
And you are longing for a time
When you can rest a while
Are you weary in well-doing
Oh I have good news dear friend
The hill is not forever
And heaven is its end
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Janet Martin
And let us not be weary in well-doing:
for in due season we shall reap if we faint not. Gal.6:9
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