Return, my soul, unto thy rest

Verse 1

Return, my soul, unto thy rest, From vain pursuits and madd'ning cares, From lonely woes that wring thy breast, The world's allurements,--Satan's snares.

Verse 2

Return unto thy rest, my soul, From all the wanderings of thy thought, From sickness unto death made whole, Safe through a thousand perils brought.

Verse 3

Then to thy rest, my soul, return From passions every hour at strife; Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn, Lay hold upon eternal life.

Verse 4

God is thy Rest,--with heart inclined To keep His Word, that Word believe; Christ is thy Rest,--with lowly mind. His light and easy yoke receive.