Ever Weary I work so hard I might as well work all day. My task isn't simple. It's never finished anyway. I chose this line of work, and I know I'll never quit, But often I wonder how I never get to sit. I have thought of giving up, having a little fun, but then I am patiently reminded that I work for the One. He sits up in heaven, but He works here below, He is the Conquerer who vanquishes all the every foe. And how could I even consider stopping, when I consider what I've seen Of His mercy and His grace. So I press even on, I'm gonna win this race. So sure, I know where I stand, I know I'm safely hidden in His hand; but still I wonder when I will run free, away from these worldy wearies that ever trouble me. Continue