“The Haven of Rest”

[Nelson Bradford]

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.

Refrain
I've anchored my soul in the haven of rest.
I'll sail the wide seas no more.
The tempest may sweep o'er the wild, stormy deep;
In Jesus I'm safe evermore.

- Henry L. Gilmour, 1890

Copied from“Sing to the Lord” © 1993 by Lillenas Publishing Company