Scripture Verse

There remains…a rest for the people of God. Hebrews 4:9


William H. Bathurst (1796–1877)

Words: Will­iam H. Bath­urst, Psalms and Hymns for Pub­lic and Pri­vate Use (Lon­don: Hatch­ard & Sons, 1831), num­ber 189.

Music: Lef­fing­well Tho­ro Har­ris (1874–1955) (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know when the words or mu­sic were writ­ten,

Thoro Harris (1874–1955)


How sweet the hour of closing day!
When all is peaceful and serene;
And the broad sun’s retiring ray,
Sheds a mild luster o’er the scene!

Such is the Chris­tian’s parting hour,
So peacefully he sinks to rest;
When faith, rekindling all its power,
Lights up the languor of his breast.

There is a radiance in his eye,
A smile upon his wasted cheek,
That seems to tell of glo­ry nigh,
In language that no tongue can speak.

A beam from Heav’n is sent to cheer
The pilgrim on his gloomy road;
And angels are attending near,
To bear him to their bright abode.

Who would not wish to die like those
Whom God’s own Spi­rit deigns to bless?
To sink into that soft repose,
Then wake to perfect happiness?

O Lord, that we may thus depart,
Thy joys to share, Thy face to see,
Impress Thine image on our heart,
And teach us now to walk with Thee.