Verse 1
Who in thy word confide
From nature’s haste set free,
Our patient souls by faith abide,
And fix their eyes on thee:
Till thou would’st have us go,
We wait thy Spirit’s sign;
And cannot lose our time, we know,
By tarrying, Lord, for thine.
Verse 2
To work for God is good,
If God our work ordain;
But stay’d by the incumbent cloud,
We in our place remain:
To cease from work is best,
If after Jesu’s will;
For when at his command we rest,
We please our Saviour still.
Verse 3
Saviour, we wait the day,
The awful day unknown,
To quit our house, this tent of clay,
To lay our bodies down;
Expecting from above
The certain sign we stand,
As ready always to remove,
And die at thy command.