218. The Soul’s Rest

Return, my soul, unto thy rest,
From vain pursuits and maddening cares;
From lonely woes that wring thy breast,
The world’s allurements, toils, and snares.

Return unto thy rest, my soul,
From all the wanderings of thy thought;
From sickness unto death made whole;
Safe through a thousand perils brought.

Then to thy rest, my soul, return,
From passions every hour at strife;
Sin’s works, and ways, and wages, spurn,
Lay hold upon eternal life.

God is thy rest; with heart inclined
To keep His word, that word believe;
Christ is thy rest; with lowly mind,
His light and easy yoke receive.

Text Information
First Line: Return, my soul, unto thy rest
Title: The Soul’s Rest
Author: Montgomery
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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