Hymnals of the Stone-Campbell Movement

Enos E. Dowling Hymnal Collection

Hymn: Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam (FL)

Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist

Date: 1850

Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore

Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard

First Line: Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam

Topic: <no topic given>

Writer: C Ainsworth

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Hymn Number: 89

Page Number: 121, click to see hymnal pages

Lyics

HERE o'er the earth as a stranger I roam,

Here is no rest, here is no rest,

Here as a pilgrim I wander alone, 

Yet I am blest,-I am blest.

For I look forward to that glorious day,

When sin and sorrow will vanish away.

My heart doth leap while I hear Jesus say,

There, there is rest-there is rest.



Here fierce temptation beset me around;

Here is no rest, here is no rest:

Here I am grieved while my foes me surround;

Yet I am blest-I am blest.

Let them revile me and scoff at my name,

Laugh at my weeping-endeavor to shame;

I will go forward, for this is my theme;

There, there is rest-there is rest.



Here are afflictions and trials severe;

Here is no rest, here is no rest;

Here I must part with the friends I hold dear;

Yet I am blest-I am blest.

Sweet is the promise I read in his word;

Blessed are they who have died in the Lord;

They have been called to receive their reward;-

There, there is rest-there is rest.



This world of cares is a wilderness state,

Here is no rest, here is no rest;

Here I must bear from the world all its hate,-

Yet I am blest-I am blest.

Soon shall I be from the wicked released,

Soon shall the weary forever be blest,

Soon shall I lean upon Jesus' breast-

There, there is rest-there is rest.