They that wait upon the Lord, shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faith, teach me, Lord, teach me, Lord, to wait.”

“Ho, reapers in the whitened harvest! Oft feeble, faint and few; come, wait upon the blessed Master, our strength He will renew. Too oft aweary and discouraged, we pour a sad complaint. Believing in a living Savior, why should we ever faint? Rejoice, for He is with us always, lo, even to the end! Look up, take courage and go forward, all needed grace He’ll send! For “they that wait upon the Lord, shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint; teach me Lord, teach me Lord, to wait.”