James Montgomery

Rest for the Soul -- Psalm cxvi.7.

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.

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.

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.

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.