O land of rest, for thee I sigh!
When will the mo­ment come
When I shall lay my ar­mor by
And dwell in peace at home?

Refrain

We’ll work till Je­sus comes,
We’ll work till Je­sus comes,
We’ll work till Je­sus comes,
And we’ll be ga­thered home.

To Je­sus Christ I fled for rest;
He bade me cease to roam,
And lean for com­fort on His breast
Till He con­duct me home.

Refrain

I sought at once my Sav­ior’s side;
No more my steps shall roam.
With Him I’ll brave death’s chill­ing tide
And reach my heav’n­ly home.

Refrain