1  Rest, rest thee, weary heart,

       Let toil and anguish cease;

    Take from Thy Savior's hands

       Thine heritage of peace.

 2  Lie low before His feet,

       Too low thou canst not be,

    For sacred calm is here,

       And here is liberty.

 3  Submit, lay down thine arms,

       Nor question, nor rebel;

    So shalt thou hear erewhile

       His whisper, It is well.

 4  No secret wound of thine,

       Though it be great or small,

    Presume to hide from Him;

       Confess, confess it all;

 5  Nor merit of thine own

       Upon His altar place;

    All is of Christ alone,

       And of His perfect grace.

 6  Rest, rest thee, weary heart,

       Let care and anguish cease;

    Take from thy Savior's hands

       Thine heritage of peace.