There’s a land of pure repose

1. There’s a land of pure repose, Where we’ll rest from all our foes, In the place prepared above, By our saviour in His love. There we’ll gaze upon the face of Him Who saved us by His grace And worship Him Who set us free on Calvary.

Chorus : Though here the road be rough and steep, And bitter trials make us weep, With broken heart and spirit faint, Yet our lips bear no complaint, For we know our suff’rings here work a weight Of glory there, In our home where we shall rest on Jesus breast.