429. There is a calm for those who weep

1 There is a calm for those who weep,
A rest for weary pilgrims found;
They softly lie, and sweetly sleep,
Low in the ground, low in the ground.

2 The storm that wrecks the winter sky
No more disturb their deep repose
Than summer evening’s latest sigh,
That shuts the rose.

3 Thou traveler in this vale of tears,
To realms of everlasting light,
Through time's dark wilderness of years
Pursue thy flight.

4 Whate'er thy lot--were'er thou be--
Confess thy folly--kiss the rod;
And in thy chastening sorrows see
The hand of God.

5 Though long of winds and waves the sport,
Condemned in wretchedness to roam,
Thou soon shoat reach a sheltering port,
A quiet home.

Text Information
First Line: There is a calm for those who weep
Meter: 8s & 4s.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1867
Topic: Death
Tune Information
(No tune information)



Media
More media are available on the text authority page.

Suggestions or corrections? Contact us