Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace;
Dwell in His courts, and gaze upon His face;
Know naught of toil, of weariness, or woe:
They rest who serve, not weary, as below.
Rest in the Lord: the strife of war is past,
Wear now the wreath of victory at last;
E'en death is slain--the cross of Christ sufficed,
Death is not death, to those who live in Christ.
Rest in the Lord: the goal of life is won,
To thee 'tis given to hear the glad "Well done";
Great their reward who, till their Lord appear,
Serve in the vineyard of the Master, here.
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Rest in the Lord: none can His honour claim,
They honour have, who honour most His name;
Thine this reward, who counted gain but loss,
Nor felt it shame to glory in the cross.
Rest in the Lord: swift comes the happy time
When we who strive shall reach Thy fairer clime;
Christ, give us welcome when the toil is past,
And bring us to the bliss of heaven at last.
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First Line: | Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace |
Title: | Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace |
Meter: | 10,10,10,10 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1913 |