Hymnal: Christian Psalms and Hymns
Date: 1839
Compiler: Walter Scott and Silas Leonard
Publisher/Printer: A S Tilden
First Line: O land of rest for which I sigh
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Hymn Number: 348
Page Number: 170, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO LAND of rest for which I sigh,
When will the moment come,
When I shall lay my armour by,
And dwell in peach at home!
No tranquil joys on earth I view,
No peaceful shelt'ring dome,
This world's a wilderness of woe,
This world is not my home.
To Jesus Christ I sought for rest,
He bade me cease to roam,
And fly for refuge to his breast,
And he'd conduct me home.
When by affliction sorely tried
I view the gaping tomb,
Although I dread death's chilling tide,
Yet still I sigh for home.
Weary of toil and wand'ring round
This vale of sin and gloom;
I long to quit the unhallowed ground,
And dwell with Christ at home.
Weary of toil and wand'ring round
This vale of sin and gloom;
I long to quit the unhallowed ground,
And dwell with Christ at home.