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Pacific Press Publishing Company · OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA · May 3, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 18.

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HEAVENLY REST.

By B. W. Marsh

"Come unto Me," I hear Thee say, And waters still Thou wilt lead me by. Thy pasture's green in which I may Safe from all foes securely lie.
"My pasture's broad," I hear Thee say. 'Neath living fruit the forests bend; The river's deep, and all the way The palms of peace their music blend.
O Shepherd of the flock, I go! My pasture poor so long has been, This starving heart is filled with wo, My tired soul is poor and lean!
"Come unto Me," I hear Thee say, And by Thy promise I shall dine. I will. Reveal to me the way; This living promise must be mine.
Ah, heaven and rest, how sweet to rest And listen to the Saviour's voice! My troubles gone, supremely blest, Deep is the peace; rejoice, rejoice!
B. W. MARSH. Cripple Creek, Colo.