1
Rest, rest thee, weary heart,
Let toil and anguish cease;
Take from Thy Savior’s hands
Thine heritage of peace.
Let toil and anguish cease;
Take from Thy Savior’s hands
Thine heritage of peace.
2
Lie low before His feet,
Too low thou canst not be,
For sacred calm is here,
And here is liberty.
Too low thou canst not be,
For sacred calm is here,
And here is liberty.
3
Submit, lay down thine arms,
Nor question, nor rebel;
So shalt thou hear erewhile
His whisper, It is well.
Nor question, nor rebel;
So shalt thou hear erewhile
His whisper, It is well.
4
No secret wound of thine,
Though it be great or small,
Presume to hide from Him;
Confess, confess it all;
Though it be great or small,
Presume to hide from Him;
Confess, confess it all;
5
Nor merit of thine own
Upon His altar place;
All is of Christ alone,
And of His perfect grace.
Upon His altar place;
All is of Christ alone,
And of His perfect grace.
6
Rest, rest thee, weary heart,
Let care and anguish cease;
Take from thy Savior’s hands
Thine heritage of peace.
Let care and anguish cease;
Take from thy Savior’s hands
Thine heritage of peace.