25 Forever shared, for- ev - er whole, A nev- er - ebbing sea! 5 The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life's throng and press, 6 Through Him the first fond prayers are [said The last low whispers of our dead A-men. 7 Our Lord, and Master of us all, on My breast." Lay down, thou wea - ry one, lay down Thy head up Look un I found in Him a rest-ing place, And He has made me glad. And in that light of life I'll walk, Till traveling days are done. A-men. |