If when you give the best of your service,
Telling the World that the Savior is come,
Be not dismayed when men don't believe you;
He understands; He'll say, "Well done."
Oh, when I come to the end of my journey,
Weary of life and the battle is won,
There will be joy for each trial and temptation;
He'll understand and say, "Well done."
Hung on the cross; He was God's only Son;
Oh, hear Him call His Father in Heaven,
"Let not My will, but Thine be done."
But if you try and fail in your trying,
Hands sore and scarred from the work you've begun,
Take up your cross, run quickly to meet Him;
He'll understand; He'll say, "Well done."
And when this life of labour is ended,
And the reward for the race you have won,
Yours will be sweet rest prepared for the faithful,
Giv'n with His blest and loving "Well done."
He'll understand
And say, "Well done."
