The Song Book of the Salvation Army ‎#564

564. Come ye yourselves apart and rest awhile

1 Come ye yourselves apart and rest awhile,
Weary, I know it, of the press and throng;
Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of toil,
And in my quiet strength again be strong.

2 Come ye aside from all the world holds dear,
For converse which the world has never known,
Alone with me and with my Father here,
With me and with my Father not alone.

3 Come, tell me all that ye have said and done,
Your victories and your failures, hopes and fears;
I know how hardly souls are wooed and won;
My choicest laurels are bedewed with tears.

4 Then fresh from converse with your Lord, return
And work till daylight softens into even;
The brief hours are not lost in which you learn
More of your Master, and his rest in Heaven.

Text Information

• First Line: Come ye yourselves apart and rest awhile
• Author: Edward Henry Bickersteth (1825-1906)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1986
• Topic: Means of grace: Prayer

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