Hymn 400
O where shall rest be found
Nibo n’ isimi wà
- O where shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?
’Twere vain the ocean’s depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole. - The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh;
’Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die. - Beyond this vale of tears,
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years,
And all that life is love. - There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death! - Lord God of truth and grace,
Teach us that death to shun;
Lest we be banished from Thy face,
And evermore undone. - Here would we end our quest:
The life of perfect love
the rest Alone are found in Thee,
Of immortality. Amen.