Come, Soul, and Find Thy Rest

lyricist: Johnson Oatman, 1895
Composer: W. J. Stuart

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.

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