1 

Rest, rest thee, weary heart,

   Let toil and anguish cease;

Take from Thy Savior's hands

   Thine heritage of peace.

 2 

Lie low before His feet,

   Too low thou canst not be,

For sacred calm is here,

   And here is liberty.

 3 

Submit, lay down thine arms,

   Nor question, nor rebel;

So shalt thou hear erewhile

   His whisper, It is well.

 4 

No secret wound of thine,

   Though it be great or small,

Presume to hide from Him;

   Confess, confess it all;

 5 

Nor merit of thine own

   Upon His altar place;

All is of Christ alone,

   And of His perfect grace.

 6 

Rest, rest thee, weary heart,

   Let care and anguish cease;

Take from thy Savior's hands

   Thine heritage of peace.