There remaineth…a rest to the people of God. Hebrews 4:9
If you know Perry’s full name, or where to get a good photo of her (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
When the clouds were dark above me,
And I heard the billows roll,
How the loving voice of Jesus
Whispered comfort to my soul!
Onward, then, I’ll move in triumph,
Till I reach the other shore,
There to gather with the faithful
When the storms of life are o’er.
When the fiercest storms were raging,
And I found no earthly rest,
Then my weary head He pillowed
On His kind and faithful breast.
Let me hear Thy voice, my Savior,
While I tread the vale of life;
Let me hear its tones, so gentle,
’Mid the conflict and the strife.
Let my spirit gladly follow
Where Thou leadest day by day;
When Thou callest, blessèd Savior,
Let me never answer,