"In the world, you have tribulation and trials,
and distress and frustration; but be of good cheer,
take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted!
For I have overcome the world.
I have deprived it of power to harm you
and have conquered it for you."
The Inner Strength
A Poem of David
Keep and protect me, O God, for in You
I have found refuge, and in You
do I put my trust and hide myself.
I say to the Lord, You are my Lord;
I have no good beside or beyond You.
As for the godly, the saints, who are in the land,
they are the excellent, the noble, and the glorious,
in whom is all my delight.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied who choose
another god; their drink offerings of blood will I not
offer or take their names upon my lips.
The Lord is my chosen and assigned portion, my cup;
You hold and maintain my lot.
The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
yes, I have a good heritage.
I will bless the Lord, Who has given me counsel;
yes, my heart instructs me in the night seasons.
I have set the Lord continually before me;
because He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Therefore my heart is glad and my glory, my inner self, rejoices;
my body too shall rest and confidently dwell in safety.
For You will not abandon me to Sheol, the place of the dead,
neither will You suffer Your Holy One to see corruption.
You will show me the path of life;
in Your presence is the fullness of joy, at Your right hand
there are pleasures forevermore.
Rest On The Flight Into Egypt
Luc Olivier Merson
Rest of the weary, joy of the sad,
Hope of the dreary, light of the glad;
Home of the stranger, strength to the end,
Refuge from danger, Savior and friend!
Pillow from lying, love rests its head,
Peace of the dying, life of the dead:
Path of the lowly, prize at the end,
Breath of the holy, Savior and friend!
When my feet stumble, to Thee I'll cry,
Crown of the humble, cross of the high;
When my steps wander, over me bend
Truer and fonder, Savior and friend!
Ever confessing Thee, I will raise
Unto Thee blessing, glory and praise:
All my endeavor, world without end,
Thine to b ever, Savior and friend!
"Rest Of The Weary"
John S.B. Monsell