1. Farewell, all earthly honors;
I bid you all adieu;
Farewell, all sinful pleasures;
I want no more of you.
I want my habitation
In that eternal home,
Beyond the pow’rs of Satan,
Where sin can never come.
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest in heav’n.
2. I want my name engraven
With all the righteous ones,
Who worship God the Father,
Upon celestial thrones.
For such eternal riches,
I’m willing to pass through
All needful tribulations,
And count them my just due.
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest in heav’n.
3. I’m willing to be chastened
And bear my daily cross;
I’m willing to be parted
from ev’ry kind of dross,
Endure the fiery furnace,
Till free from guilty strains,
Till all alloy is melted
And naught but gold remains.
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest in heav’n.
4. All earthly tribulations
Are but a moment here;
And then if we prove faithful,
A righteous crown we’ll wear.
We shall be counted worthy,
To mingle with the good,
And minister in glory
Before the throne of God.
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest in heav’n.
5. There Christ himself has promised
A mansion to prepare,
And all who love and serve him,
The victor’s wreath shall wear.
Bright crowns shall then be given
To all the ransomed throng,
And glory! glory! glory!
Shall be the conqu’ror’s song.
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest in heav’n,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest in heav’n.