Rest in God

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Oct 19, 1905

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 82, No. 42.

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Rest in God

FRANCIS McLELLAN
O soul of mine, Why dost thou worry so O'er things unknown to thee, O'er future days to be, Which only God may know?
Poor, weary soul, Why added burdens take, Why scan with anxious eyes The clouded, darkened skies Through which no sunbeams break?
Sad, longing soul, Look up to God on high, Cease thy sad doubts and fears, Banish thy cries and tears, Behold thy help is nigh.
Weak, trembling soul, Make God thy help and stay, He will a refuge prove, His an enduring love, Strength for thy darkest day.
Brave, earnest soul, 'Tis sweet to trust and rest Under His shelt'ring wing, To learn in the dark to sing, Knowing He doeth best.