THE HAVEN OF REST
Text:  Henry L. Gilmour


My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea,
So burdened with sin and distressed,
Till I heard a sweet voice saying, "Make Me your choice,"
And I entered the haven of rest.

I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
And faith taking hold of the Word,
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul.
The Haven of Rest is my Lord.

Chorus:
	I've anchored my soul in the haven of rest.
	I'll sail the wide seas no more.
	The tempest may sweep o'er the wild, stormy deep;
	In Jesus I'm safe evermore.

The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus, who'll save whosoever will have
A home in the haven of rest.

(Chorus)

O come to the Savior.  He patiently waits
To save by His power divine.
Come, anchor your soul in the haven of rest,
And say, "My Beloved is mine."