Rest, Rest for the Weary Soul
Author: Henry W. Naisbitt
Composer: George Careless
Languages (13)
This song text has been indexed at SingPraises.net in the following languages:
- Cantonese (Romanized/Pingyam): [Unknown title]
- Danish: Ro, ro for en sjæl så træt
- Dutch: Rust, rust voor de moede ziel
- English: Rest, Rest for the Weary Soul
- French: Paix, paix, voici le repos
- German: Komm, komm, unser Herr ruft dich
- Japanese: 休め、疲れし霊
- Korean: 편히 편히 쉬어라
- Mandarin (Romanized/Pinyin): [Unknown title]
- Mandarin (Traditional): [Unknown title]
- Norwegian: Fred, fred, for den trette sjel
- Swedish: Frid, frid för den trötta själ
- Tongan: Malolo ʻa e vaivai
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Copyright status of original text
This text was first published in English, in 1840 or earlier.
Public domain
Earliest source indexed at SingPraises.net: Sacred Hymns (Manchester Hymnal) (1871), no. 338.
Representative lyrics
English (Original Language)
1. Rest, rest for the weary soul;Rest, rest for the aching head;Rest, rest on the hillside, restWith the great uncounted dead.
2. Rest, rest for the battle’s o’er;Rest, rest for the race is run;Rest, rest where the gates are closedWith each evening’s setting sun.
3. Peace, peace where no strife intrudes,Peace, peace, where no quarrels come,Peace, peace, for the end is thereOf our wild life’s busy hum.
4. Peace, peace, the oppressed are free;Rest, rest, oh, ye weary, rest,For the angels guard those wellWho sleep on their mother’s breast.
5. Peace, peace, there is music’s sound,Peace, peace, till the rising sunOf the resurrection mornProclaims life’s victory won.
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