Scripture Verse

Return unto thy rest, O my soul. Psalm 116:7


Johnson Oatman, Jr. (1856–1922)

Words: John­son Oat­man, Jr., 1895.

Music: Ash­land (Stu­art) W. J. Stu­art (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know Stu­art’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), or a bet­ter one of Oat­man,


Come, soul, and find thy rest,
No long­er be dis­tressed;
Come to thy Sav­ior’s breast;
O don’t stay away.


Prayers are as­cend­ing now,
Angels are bend­ing now,
Both worlds are blend­ing now,
Don’t stay away.

Dark is the world, and cold,
Her cares can­not be told;
Come to thy Sav­ior’s fold;
O don’t stay away.


Come with thy load of sin,
Christ died thy soul to win;
Now He will take thee in;
O don’t stay away.


Time, here, will soon be past,
Moments are fly­ing fast;
Judgment will come at last;
O don’t stay away.


Come, O we pray thee, come,
Come, and no long­er roam;
Come now, and start for home,
O don’t stay away.