Scripture Verse

There remaineth a rest to the people of God. Hebrews 4:9

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby
1820–1915

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Wel­come Tid­ings (New York: Big­low & Main, 1877), num­ber 25.

Music: Hu­bert P. Main (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Hubert P. Main
1839–1925

Lyrics

Gliding o’er life’s fit­ful wa­ters,
Heavy surg­es some­times roll;
And we sigh for yon­der ha­ven,
For the home­land of the soul.

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Blessèd home­land, ev­er fair!
Sin can ne­ver en­ter there;
But the soul, to life awak­ing,
Everlasting bloom shall wear.

Oft we catch a faint re­flect­ion,
Of its bright and ver­nal hills;
And, though dist­ant, how we hail it!
How each heart with rap­ture thrills!

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To our Fa­ther, and our Sav­ior,
To the Spi­rit, Three in One,
We shall sing glad songs of tri­umph
When our har­vest work is done.

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’Tis the wea­ry pil­grim’s home­land,
Where each throb­bing care shall cease,
And our long­ings and our yearn­ings,
Like a wave, be hushed to peace.

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