Upon the mount­ain of un­rest,
I heard a voice of lov­ing quest,
Come, I will be thy spir­it’s rest,
And ev­er­last­ing home!

Refrain

O love di­vine, I come!
O love di­vine, I come!
In Thee my wan­der­ings cease,
For Thou art rest and peace.

I lay my sin and un­be­lief,
My hard­ened heart, my sto­ny grief,
At Thy dear feet with sweet re­lief,
And will no long­er roam.

Refrain

My soul is sick and tired of sin,
Make Thou my spir­it pure and clean;
And en­ter gra­cious­ly with­in,
And make my heart Thy home.

Refrain