My Jesus, I will not fear the hardship

1. My Jesus, I will not fear the hardship, Thy love be the only guiding star, Thou knowest, my Lord, how sincere is my thought When standing at Thy bar. How precious Thy kingdom everlasting, With Zion the city of my rest; All the saints are there immortal, And their glory how perpetual, To Thee, my Lord, I offer up my best.

2. When Satan comes in like a storm that’s raging, And tempts me to turn from narrow way, Thy Word is my sword that will stamp out his fraud, While waiting for Thy Day. How solemn the thought of life eternal, What honour and glory and glory He invests, See the bridal garb of righteous, How it shineth forth, the brightest, To Thee, my Lord, I offer up my best.