I Saw One Weary

G D7 I saw one weary, sad, and torn, G D7 With eager steps press on the way, G D7 Who long the hallowed cross had born, G C G D G Still looking for the promised day; G D7 While many a line of grief and care, G D Em D Upon his brow was furrowed there; G D D7 I asked what buoyed his spirits up, G C G D G “O this” said he-“the blessed hope.” G D7 And one I saw, with sword and shield, G D7 Who boldly braved the world’s cold frown, G D7 And fought, unyielding, on the field, G C G D G To win an ev-er-last-ing crown. G D7 Though worn with toil, oppressed by foes, G D Em D No murmur from his heart arose; G D D7 I asked what buoyed his spirits up, G C G D G “O this!” said he-“the blessed hope.” G D7 And there was one who left behind G D7 The cherished friends of early years, G D7 And honor, pleasure, wealth re-signed, G C G D G To tread the path bedewed with tears. G D7 Through trials deep and conflict sore, G D Em D Yet still a smile of joy he wore; G D D7 O! what can bouy the spirit up? G C G D G G D7 While pilgrims here we journey on G D7 In this dark vale of sin and gloom, G D7 Through tribulation, hate, and scorn, G C G D G Or through the por-tals of the tomb, G D7 Till our returning King shall come G D Em D To take His exile captives home, G D D7 O! what can buoy the spirits up? G C G D G ‘Tis this a-lone – the blessed hope.