I
Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace,
Dwell in His courts, and gaze upon His face,
Know nought of toil, of weariness, or woe,
They rest who serve, not weary, as below.
II
Rest in the Lord, the strife of war is past,
Wear now the wreath of victory at last;
E’en death is slain,—the cross of Christ sufficed,
Death is not death, to those who live in Christ.