Sometimes my heart is sad and hea­vy,
Dark seems the way;
Then many doubts and fears as­sail me,
Hope sheds no cheer­ing ray.
Hark! I hear a voice so sweet­ly
Whisp’ring in my ear,
I’ll guard and guide thee on thy path­way;
Trust Me and do not fear.

Sometimes I faint be­neath my bur­dens,
Heavy to bear;
Sometimes I long to rest for­ev­er,
Free from each earth­ly care.
Hark! again that voice, so ten­der,
Calms my trou­bled breast;
Come un­to Me, thou hea­vy la­den,
And I will give you rest.

So I go on my way re­joic­ing,
Happy and blest;
I trust alone in Christ, my Sav­ior,
Who giv­eth peace and rest.
Hark! that voice of blest as­sur­ance,
Comes again to me,
In per­fect peace Thou’lt ev­er keep him
Whose mind is stayed on Thee.