The graces by thy Spirit given,
Within thy covenant-ark still tarry.
Lord! when life’s work-days all are closing,
Let my freed spirit with Thee rest,
Safe in its Father’s hands reposing,
My body on its mother’s breast;
Till both the sabbath-rest enjoying,
In heaven’s own peaceful courts above,
Shall live to praise Thee and to love,
No other care my thoughts employing.