Be not weary in well doing For we shall reap if we faint not If we be faithful over a few things We shall be made ruler over many We've sown in tears For all this years We shall reap in joy We've sown in tears For all this years We shall reap in joy He gave me beauty (For ashes) And the oil of joy (For mourning) And the garment of praise (For the spirit of heaviness) He gave me beauty (For ashes) And the oil of joy (For mourning) And the garment of praise (For the spirit of heaviness) He gave me beauty (For ashes) And the oil of joy (For mourning) And the garment of praise (For the spirit of heaviness) Let the reaping begin Reap now, reap now, reap now, reap now