The Haven of Rest
|Truth & Praise||# 293|
My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea,
So burdened with sin and distrest,
Till I heard a sweet voice saying "Make Me your choice,"
And I entered the haven of rest.
I've anchored my soul in the haven of rest,
I'll sail the wide seas no more;
The tempest may sweep o'er the wild stormy deep,
In Jesus I'm safe evermore.
I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
And faith taking hold of the word,
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul:
The haven of rest is my Lord.
The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus Who'll save who-so ever will have
A home in the haven of rest.
Oh, come to the Saviour, He patiently waits
To save by His power divine;
Come, anchor your soul in the haven of rest,
And say, "My Beloved is mine."
Song InfoAuthor: Henry L. Gilmour
Composer: George D. Moore