The Key to Rest
 
1. The anguished human spirit cries for rest, stability and peace; 
Deliverance from haunting fear and want, and blessed sweet release.
This is the yearning wish of ev'ry soul, yet, pressed on ev'ry hand 
By constant dread of want, disease, distress; grim loss of life, unplanned; 
Disasters dreadful, costly, unannounced; and holocaust of war, 
The battered spirit sinks, dismayed, depressed, with heart to rise no more. 
 
2. Is this God-planned, the only life assigned to pilgrims heaven bent?
Must darkness, dank, unreal, forever cloud the way we have been sent?
The Lord bends low His answer to convey in tones of tend'rest love, 
While radiant light flows down and shines into the darkness, from above. 
"Come, know My wondrous ways," He gently pleads, "In boundless wisdom born; 
Such wisdom as you do not, cannot have to plan from dawn to dawn." 
 
3. "I am the Source, from Me you must receive the plans already laid; 
In awesome wisdom, infinite and grand, no equal can be made.
There are no problems unforeseen by Me, I know them ere they rise.
Already I have fully solved them all, a fact you'll truly prize.
When you have learned of My procedures right, and put your trust in Me 
As Problem Solver, Maker of your plans, and Guide across life's sea." 
 
4. "My heart is grieved when, time and time again, I see men's fondest dreams, 
Lie shattered, scattered, mutilated, torn, thru their disastrous schemes.
Turn from your works, your foolish, fumbling works, thru which you'll find no peace; 
It's in My paths and works that rest is found: eternal sweet release, 
From failures, loss, impossibles, defeat, and dismal, dark despair.
So come to Me you heavy laden ones, and dwell beneath My care."