Sure Rest

Verse 1

There is rest for our pilgrim feet, When the journey of life is o’er, On the mountain of God where His people shall stand, And all praise Him for evermore.

Verse 2

There’s a home for the pure in heart, And its portals are bright and fair; There are garments made white in the blood of the Lamb, And a crown for the cross we bear.

Verse 3

We must work till the Master comes, We must watch, for the hour draws near; We must pray, and not faint, while rejoicing in hope And we’ll wait till His voice we hear.

Verse 4

There is rest, and that rest is sure; It is promised twill soon be ours; In a beautiful land by the River of Life, In a garden of fadeless flowers.