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Via Bethlehem we journey Неизвестен

1 Verse:
Via Bethlehem we journey,
We whose hearts on God are set,
Babelike souls of Jesus learning,
While our cheeks with tears are wet.

For the manger and the stable
Are not pleasant to our eyes,
But our feet must follow Jesus,
If our hands would grasp the prize.

2 Verse:
Via Nazareth, the pathway
Narrows still as on we go,
Years of toil none understanding,
Yet God teaches us to know.

That the servant is not greater,
Than the Lord, who through long years,
Hid Himself from this world’s glory,
Follow Him  Count not the tears!

3 Verse:
Via Galilee, we see Him
Stones are hurled, and curses hissed,
By the men who gather round Him 
Has He not the pathway missed?

No, unharmed the Savior passes
And this rough bit of the way,
We must travel, since like Jesus,
Nothing can our purpose stay.

4 Verse:
Via too, the awful anguish
Of the hours beneath the trees,
Where the hosts of Satan linger,
Awful hours of anguish these!

Yet we fail not, for God’s angels
Minister to us, and say,
“Look, beloved, at the glory,
Conflict is but for a day!”

5 Verse:
Then the Cross, via Calvary
Every royal soul must go,
Here we draw the veil, for Jesus
Only can the pathway show.

“If we suffer with Him” listen,
Just a little, little while,
And the memory will have faded
In the glory of His smile!

6 Verse:
Then the grave, with dear ones weeping,
Knowing that all life has fled,
Fellow-pilgrims, art thou numbered
With the men the world calls dead?

Thence we rise, and live with Jesus,
Throned above the world’s mad strife,
Gladly forfeiting forever,
All that worldlings count as life.

7 Verse:
On we press! and yonder gleaming,
Nearing every day, we see
The great walls of that fair city,
God has built for such as we.

And we catch the tender music
Of the choirs that sing of One,
Who once died to have us with Him
In His kingdom  on the throne.

8 Verse:
Just a few more miles, beloved
And our feet shall ache no more,
No more sin, and no more sorrow,
Hush thee, Jesus went before.

And I hear Him sweetly whispering,
"Faint not, fear not, still press on,
For it may be ere tomorrow,
The long journey will be done.”

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