715. There is sweet rest for feet now weary

1 There is sweet rest for feet now weary,
In the rugged, upward way;
There is a morn when midnight dreary
Shall be lost in perfect day.

2 For that blest morn our hearts our longing,
When shall end earth's night of woe;
When, thro' those pearly portals thronging,
Mortal cares we'll leave below.

3 Soon to that city, bright, eternal,
Weary pilgrims all shall go;
Soon we shall rest in pastures vernal,
Where life's waters ceaseless flow.

4 Father above, in mercy guide us
To those mansions of the blest;
Safe in the Rock of Ages hide us
Till we gain our final rest.

Text Information
First Line: There is sweet rest for feet now weary
Author: F. E. Belden
Publication Date: 1886
Topic: The Christian: Comfort and Encouragement
Tune Information
Composer: F. E. Belden
Meter: 9s & 7s
Key: G Major or modal

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