Scripture Verse

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


Words: Liz­zie D. Field­er, in Morn­ing Stars, by Tul­li­us C. O’Kane (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio; Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois; St. Lou­is, Mis­sou­ri & New York: Cran­ston & Stowe and Hunt & Ea­ton, 1890), num­ber 49.

Music: A. B. Car­roll (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Car­roll’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him or Field­er (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Sometime the hands,
Grown weary with life’s toiling,
Shall folded be across the pulseless breast,
Sometime the heart,
With care and pain long aching,
Shall be at rest.
Sometime the feet
That climb life’s rugged mountain,
Shall leave their prints no more along the way,
But pause beside some cool, life giving fountain,
No more to stray.

Sometime the eyes,
Grown dim with ceaseless watching,
Amid the mists that shroud our earthly way,
Shall close awhile to greet again at waking,
A clearer day.
Sometime the soul,
Too tired for longer staying,
Where dirges make the melody of years,
Shall fall asleep to wake ’mid heavenly music,
That knows no tears.

Sometime our pilgrimage here
Will be ended,
Life’s battles fought, and victories be won;
Sometime we’ll hear the Savior’s
Welcome plaudit, Servant, well done!
Sometime, we know this earthly
House will crumble,
Its beauty fade, its mortal powers decay.
But we’ll abide within the heav’nly mansions,
Thro’ endless day.