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Text: | The land of rest |
1 There is a hour of peaceful rest,
To mourning wand'rers given;
There is a joy for souls distress'd,
A balm for every wounded breast,--
'Tis found above--in heaven.
2 There is a home for weary souls
By sin and sorrow driven,
When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals,
Where storms arise and ocean rolls,
And all is drear but heaven.
3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye,
To brighter prospects given;
And views the tempest passing by,
The evening shadows quickly fly,
And all serene in heaven.
4 There fragrant flow'rs immortal bloom,
And joys supreme are given;
There rays divine disperse the gloom,
Beyond the confines of the tomb
Appears the dawn of heaven.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | There is an hour of peaceful rest |
Title: | The land of rest |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1855 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |