THE ETERNAL REST

J. Pellatt

Each closing week in rapid flight—

Tells of the coming day, the far-spent night,

The final conflict of the one good fight—

Then the eternal rest.

Lord, keep us close to Thy blest side,

Teach us in Thee forever to abide,

In Thine own might to stem the swelling tide

And enter into rest.

Our hearts are cheered by Thy blest voice

Bidding us not to fear, but to rejoice,

Thy path of sorrow here our happy choice,

Till we shall rest with Thee.

Enough that we shall see Thy face

Amid the glories of that heavenly place,

Then to shine forth the witness of Thy grace,

When God in love shall rest.