A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship ‎#364

364. Oh, where shall rest be found

1 Oh, where shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?
’Twere vain the ocean’s depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh;
’Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears,
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years--
And all that life is love.

4 There is a death whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
Oh! what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!

5 Lord God of truth and grace!
Teach us that death to shun:--
Lest we be banished from thy face,
And evermore undone.

6 Here would we end our quest--
Alone are found in thee
The life of perfect love--the rest
Of immortality.

Text Information

• First Line: Oh, where shall rest be found
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1845
• Topic: Consummation of Things: Death

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