POEMS.
99
REST AT LAST.
Rest at last, your sufferings o'er;
You see beyond the shining shore
Where you may rest forever more,
In that bright world above.
Our Saviour whom you now may see
Has given His precious life for thee;
And by your faith and trust in Him
Has taken you from this world of sin.
Has given His precious life for thee;
And by your faith and trust in Him
Has taken you from this world of sin.
You're safe at home and happy there,
And did with trust for Heaven prepare:
I feel you're safely landed there,
With perfect trust and love.
And did with trust for Heaven prepare:
I feel you're safely landed there,
With perfect trust and love.
MY PRAYER.
I shrink beneath life's chilling blast,
And now, oh, God, I crave, at last,
Thy help and Thy protecting care,
Ne'er withheld when asked in prayer
Thou who see'st the sparrow's fall,
Oh, leave me not, bereft of all.
