Rest in the Lord | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 1, 1870

Rest in the Lord.

God draws a cloud over each gleaming morn; Would we ask why? It is because all noblest things are born In agony.

Only upon some cross of pain or woe God’s sun may lie; Each soul, redeemed from self and sin, must know It’s Calvary.

Yet we must crave neither for joy or grief; God chooses best; He only knows our sick soul’s fit relief, And gives us rest.

More than our feeble hearts can ever pine For holiness, That Father, in his tenderness divine, Yearneth to bless.

He never sends a joy not meant in love, Still less a pain; Our gratitude the sunlight falls to prove; Our faith, the rain.

In his hands we are safe—we falter on Through storm and mire; Above, beside, around us, there is One Will never tire.

What though we fall, and bruised and wounded lie, Our lips in dust; God’s arm shall lift us up to victory; In him we trust.

For neither life, nor death, nor things below, Nor things above, Shall ever sever us that we should go From this great love.