THE REST-BELL.
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In the heat of noontide labor
Come apart and rest with Him;
Sinking heart, renew thy courage,
And repose the weary limb.
Come apart and rest with Him;
Sinking heart, renew thy courage,
And repose the weary limb.
Share with Him your joys and sorrows,
All your fears, or labor vain;
Sin hath soiled the trailing garment,
Let Him gird you once again.
All your fears, or labor vain;
Sin hath soiled the trailing garment,
Let Him gird you once again.
Lay your inmost thoughts before Him,
As your faithless fears arise,
Besting 'neath the pleasant shadow
Of the tree of Paradise.
As your faithless fears arise,
Besting 'neath the pleasant shadow
Of the tree of Paradise.
Ah, than noontide bell more welcome,
Is the Master's tender smile,
And His voice o'er Bether's mountains:"
Come apart, and rest awhile."
Is the Master's tender smile,
And His voice o'er Bether's mountains:"
Come apart, and rest awhile."
Through the listless days of sickness,
Praise oft broken by the moan,
Loving hearts have learned to listen
For a message from the Throne.
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Lo! one stands by death's dark portal
All alone! Nay, not "alone,"
For the Friend whose arm upholds her
Is the True and Faithful One.
Praise oft broken by the moan,
Loving hearts have learned to listen
For a message from the Throne.
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Lo! one stands by death's dark portal
All alone! Nay, not "alone,"
For the Friend whose arm upholds her
Is the True and Faithful One.
