The Irish hymn writer and pastor, John S.B. Monsell, delighted in congregational singing. He wrote, “We sing, but not as we should sing to Him who is the Chief among the ten thousand, the altogether lovely!” This simple text and tune reminds us of the rest we have in our dear Savior.
Rest of the weary, Joy of the sad,
Hope of the dreary, Light of the glad
Home of the stranger, Strength to the end,
Refuge from danger, Savior and Friend!
Pillow where, lying, Love rests its head,
Peace of the dying, Life of the dead
Path of the lowly, Prize at the end,
Breath of the holy, Savior and Friend!
[REFRAIN] When my feet stumble, I’ll to Thee cry
Crown of the humble—Cross of the high
When my steps wander, over me bend
Truer and fonder, Savior and Friend
Ever confessing Thee, I will raise
Unto Thee blessing, Glory and praise
All my endeavor, World without end
Thine to be ever, Savior and Friend!
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