The Christian Lyre, Volume 1 ‎#139

139. The Weary at Rest

1 Brother, thou art gone before us,
And thy saintly soul is flown,
Where tears are wiped from every eye,
And sorrow is unknown.
From the burden of the flesh,
And from care and sin released,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

2 The toilsome way, thou'st travel'd o'er
And hast borne the heavy load;
But Christ hath taught thy languid feet
To reach his blest abode.
Thou'rt sleeping now, like Lazarus,
On his Father's faithful breast,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

3 Sin can never taint thee now,
Nor can doubt thy faith assail,
Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ
And the Holy Spirit fail.
And then thou'rt sure to meet the good,
Whom on earth thou lovedst best,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

4 "Earth to earth, and dust to dust,"
Thus the solemn priest hath said;
So we lay the turf above thee now,
And seal thy narrow bed;
But thy spirit, brother, soars away,
Among the faithful blest,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

5 And when the Lord shall summon us,
Whom thou now hast left behind,
May we, untainted by the world,
As sure a welcome find;
May each, like thee, depart in peace,
To be a glorious, happy guest,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
And the weary are at rest.

Text Information

• First Line: Brother, thou art gone before us
• Title: The Weary at Rest
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1830

Tune Information

• Name: PARSONS
• Composer: Rev. Jonas King (1823)

Tune Information:

Composed Jan. 1, 1823, by Rev. Jonas King, to be sung at the grave of Parsons.