Rest, weary heart,

From all thy silent griefs, and secret pain,

Thy profitless regrets, and longings vain;

Wisdom and love have ordered all the past,

All shall be blessedness and light at last;

Cast off the cares that have so long opprest;

Rest, sweetly rest!

2 Rest, weary head!

Lie down to slumber in the peaceful tomb;

Light from above has broken through its gloom;

Here, in the place where once thy Saviour lay,

Where he shall wake thee on a future day,

Like a tired child upon its mother’s breast,

Rest, sweetly rest!

3 Rest, spirit free!

In the green pastures of the heavenly shore,

Where sin and sorrow can approach no more;

With all the flock by the Good Shepherd fed,

Beside the streams of life eternal led,

For ever with thy God and Saviour blest,

Rest, sweetly rest!