Verse 1
Peace, troubled Heart, be calm, be still,
Till thy DESIRE appears.
The Lamb shall all my Sorrows heal,
And wipe away my Tears.

Verse 2
This Horror of Offending Him
It shall not always last:
The Pain of Life’s uneasy Dream
Is in a Moment past.

Verse 3
The Grief and Fear shall hasten on
The End of Fear and Grief,
The Load shall quickly weigh me down,
And bring its own Relief.

Verse 4
The cruel Loss, the grievous Wrong,
Too great alas to name,
I shall not live to suffer long,
But die from all my Shame.

Verse 5
The kind Release, the Fatal Blow
Is given by a Friend,
And soon by surest Signs I know
My various Day shall end.

Verse 6
Entring on Life’s Meridian Stage
I see the Shades appear,
And feel Anticipated Age,
Death’s welcome Harbinger.

Verse 7
The Object of my tenderest Cares,
Whom most I toil’d to save
Brings down my grey, tho’ youthful, hairs
With Sorrow to the Grave.

Verse 8
Blest be the Hand, forever blest,
Which guided, Lord, by Thine,
Pushes into an Earlier Rest
This weary Soul of mine.

Verse 9
Jesu, my Residue of Years
On Her, on Her bestow,
But let Her thro’ the Vale of Tears
Without my Sorrows go.

Verse 10
Hide Thou her pretious Life above
The Reach of Sin and Pain,
In perfect Peace, and perfect Love
Her happy Soul sustain.

Verse 11
Her as the Apple of an Eye
In every Danger keep,
Nor let Her from the Shepherd fly,
Or straggle from the Sheep.

Verse 12
The Fulness of thy Blessings grant,
The Mind that was in Thee,
Nor ever suffer Her to want
My useless Ministry.

Verse 13
Above what I can ask or think
Let Her of Thee receive,
And deep into thy Spirit drink,
And in thine Image live.

Verse 14
From every Touch of Evil guard,
And Sense of Misery,
Nor let her Joy be e’er impair’d
By once remembring me.

Verse 15
Avert the vain relenting Thought
The needless Grief avert,
And O! my sad Memorial blot
With me out of her Heart.

Verse 16
Suffice that at my latest Hour
I thy Compassion find,
And die out of th’ Accuser’s Power,
And leave my Load behind.

Verse 17
Beneath that Load I now stand up,
And wait the End to see,
Hold fast my Comfortable Hope
Of Immortality.

Verse 18
On Earth I shall not always live
Afflicted and opprest,
My Saviour will at last receive
His Mourner to his Breast.

Verse 19
Here then I rest my fainting Soul,
And calm expect the Day
That speaks my Suffering Measure, full
And summons me away.

Verse 20
Patient of Life for thy dear sake
Who livdst and diedst for me,
Lo from thy Hand the Cup I take,
And live and die for Thee.