The Earnest Christian

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · May 11, 1876

The Earnest Christian.

REST? rest? O no, it cannot be, While throbs one pulse of life; A glorious banner waves o'er me— Mine is a path of strife. How can the warrior find repose Amidst the battle's din? Or quietude be sought by those Who victory's wreath would win?

Rest? rest? Not till the race is run Which yet before me lies; Inglorious ease befits not one Who hopes to gain the prize. The infant on its mother's breast May calmly, sweetly sleep; But theirs must be no dreamy rest Who climb the mountain steep.

Rest? rest? Yes, on a holier shore, Where toil and turmoil cease; Where present conflicts come no more, But all is hushed to peace. Perpetual calm shall fill this breast, When passed o'er life's rough sea; Oh, will not that eternal rest Be rest enough for me?