The Haven of Rest (Gilmour)

My 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!

I’ve an­chored my soul in the Hav­en of Rest

I’ll sail the wide seas no more;

The tem­pest may sweep ov­er wild

stor­my

deep

In Je­sus I’m safe ev­er­more.

I yield­ed mys­elf to His ten­der emb­race

In faith tak­ing hold of the Word

My fet­ters fell off

and I an­chored my soul;

The Hav­en of Rest is my Lord.

The 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.

How pre­cious the thought that we all may re­cline

Like John

the be­lov­èd so blest

On Je­sus’ strong arm

where no tem­pest can harm

Secure in the Hav­en of Rest.

O come to the Sav­ior

He pa­tient­ly waits

To save by His pow­er di­vine;

Come

an­chor your soul in the Hav­en of Rest

And say

My Be­lov­èd is mine.