Traveler’s Rest—Samson 586

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Traveler’s Rest—Samson 586

Tune: Timothy Gilmore, 1999
Lyrics: John Newton Merritt, 2010
Meter: Common Meter Double (8,6,8,6,8,6,8,6)

While trav’ling down life’s weary road,
I often turn aside
In answer to my Master’s call,
He says “Come rest, abide.”
He sets me by a cooling stream,
To rest in Eden’s shade,
And wipes this dusty pilgrim’s feet,
If I have but obeyed.

And countless days of mirth I’ve spent,
And sweet has been the wine,
While trav’ling thru this world below,
My will suborned to thine.
His own soft hand shall dry my tears,
And hold me to his breast,
Then take me homeward thru the skies,
Unto the travler’s rest.

Dedicated to the Densmores, Chris and Laura, of Pennsylvania, for years of hospitality extended to Traveling Singers.