Linden Harp ‎#73b

73b. Here is no rest

1 Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam,
Here is no rest, here is no rest!
Here as a pilgrim I wander alone,
Yet I am blest, yet I am blest!
For I look forward to that glorious day
When sin and sorrow shall vanish away;
My heart doth leap, while I hear Jesus say,
There, there is rest! there, there is rest!

2 Here are afflictions and trials severe,
Here is no rest, here is no rest!
Here I must part with the friends I hold dear,
Yet I am blest, yet I am blest!
Sweet is the promise I read in His word:
Bless'd are those who have died in the Lord,
They have been call'd to receive their reward,
There, there is rest! there, there is rest!

Text Information

• First Line: Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam
• Title: Here is no rest
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1855

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