Rest Found

1O where shall rest be found— Rest for the weary soul? 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.

2Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that life is love.

3Thro' Christ, the Life, the Way,
May we that life obtain;
And thro' the merits of His blood,
That endless glory gain.