REST IN HEAVEN by Nelson

Publishing Committee · Rochester, N. Y. · Jan 10, 1854

REST IN HEAVEN.

By Nelson

SLEEP not, the Saviour cries, On this low, earthly ground; Press on—above the skies, There shall your rest be found.

CHORUS.

Where the pilgrim reposes, the fields are all green, There day never closes, nor clouds intervene: O the forms that are there, such as eye hath not seen; O the songs they sing there, with hosannas between, While the river of life flows freely.

On earth cold storms will rise, And clouds obscure the sun; For rest the weary pilgrim sighs— But there his work is done.

My soul, be not dismayed, But gird thee for the race: I'll ask his hourly aid To reach that happy place. Nelson.