JM
Verse 1
Oh, where shall rest be found--
Rest for the weary soul?
’Twere vain the ocean depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.
Verse 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.
Verse 3
Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that life is love.
Verse 4
There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath;
Oh, what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!
Verse 5
Lord God of truth and grace,
Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be banished from thy face,
And evermore undone.