I want rest…
in a dry and weary land
where there is no water
My flesh says indulge,
sleep, numb your mind with wine and entertainment
but there is a voice that
resounds
Find rest my soul in God
alone
My mind, it wants rest…
From the endless what ifs,
what now?
My mind says plan, save,
build
because the the world is
cruel and you are weak
But there is a voice that whispers
Trust in the Lord with your whole heart. Lean not on your own understanding
Find rest my soul in God
alone
My body wants rest…
From the endless revamping
to keep up with man’s hierarchy
My vanity says buy,
shrink, adorn
Because the heart needs
what the eye sees,
But there is a voice that proclaims
Beauty is fleeting and man
but a breath. Store up things in heaven
Find rest my soul in God
alone
My soul wants rest…
From the endless self and
other perceived evaluation and condemnation
My thoughts tell me to
strive, measure up, soak in self pity and shame
But there is a voice that
echos
There is no condemnation
in Christ, you are a new creation, my grace is enough
Find rest my soul in God
alone
My spirit wants rest
From the society that
tempts me to give into the well trodden path or take pride in the
less
But there is a familiar
voice that reminds me
Follow me. I am the
Shepard and you know my voice. Boast only in the power and love of my
resurrection.
Find rest my soul in God alone
And my being wants rest
From all the advice, problems, decisions, memories, expectations, months of living
overseas…
But there is this voice
that beckons
Come to me all who are
weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest. For my yoke is easy
and my burden is light
And so I sought my
Lord.
And I asked Him what rest was…
Rest is finding yourself
in me.
Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him. Psalm 62:5
