O! Land of rest, for thee I sigh!
When will the moment come,
When I shall lay my armour by,
And dwell in peace at home?
CHORUS
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home!
To Jesus Christ I fled for rest;
He bade me cease to roam;
And lean for succor on His breast
Till He conducts me home!