I rest my soul on thee alone,
E’en till my last, expiring breath.
2 Soon will the storm of life be o’er,
And I shall enter endless rest;
There I shall live to sin no more,
And bless thy name, for ever blest.
3 Bid me possess sweet peace within;
Let childlike patience keep my heart,
Then shall I feel my heaven begin,
Before my spirit hence depart.