The Haven of Rest

1My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea,
So burdened with sin, and distressed,
Till I heard a sweet voice saying,
“Make Me your choice;”
And I entered the “Haven of Rest!”

RefrainI've anchored my soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
I sail the wide seas no more;
The tempest may sweep o'er the wild, stormy deep,
In Jesus I'm safe evermore.

2I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
And faith taking hold of His Word,
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul:
The “Haven of Rest” is my Lord.

3The song of my soul since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus, who'll save whosoever will have A home in the “Haven of Rest!”

4How precious the tho't that we all may recline,
Like John the beloved and blest,
On Jesus' strong arm, where no tempest can harm,— Secure in the “Haven of Rest!”

5O come to the Saviour!
He patiently waits To save by His power divine;
Come, anchor your soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
And say,
“My Beloved is mine.”