~* THE HAVEN OF REST *~
Henry L. Gilmour, 1836-1920
Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and stedfast, and which entereth into that within the veil;
What stabilizers are to a ship in stormy water, the conscious presence of Christ is to a Christian during the storms and stresses of daily living. Christians have never been promised an exemption from any of life's storms. The Scriptures teach that "...Man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward." (Job 5:7). It is our reaction to life's storms that reveals the level of our spiritual maturity. We can either become bitter and belligerent, or we can use the experience to develop greater spiritual strength as we learn to rely more fully on the Lord.
Not only do we have the indwelling presence of Christ, but we also have the assurance that Jesus Christ is in Heaven today interceding for us. Just as an Old
Testament priest stood behind the veil in the tabernacle or the temple to represent the Israelites before God, so Jesus pleads our case in the heavenly realm on the
basis of His death and resurrection. What security this gives us!
The author of this text, Henry Gilmour, came to the United States from Ireland as a teenager. He practiced dentistry for a number of years and then spent the last
25 years of his life as a gospel musician. He was a gifted soloist and was greatly respected as a choir director. "The Haven of Rest" first appeared in
Sunlight Songs, published in 1890.
My soul in sad exile was out on life’s sea,
So burdened with sin and distressed,
Till I heard a sweet voice, saying, “Make Me your choice”;
And I entered the “Haven of Rest”!
I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
In faith taking hold of the Word,
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul;
The “Haven of Rest” is my Lord.
The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus, Who’ll save whosoever will have
A home in the “Haven of Rest.”
How precious the thought that we all may recline,
Like John, the belovèd so blest,
On Jesus’ strong arm, where no tempest can harm,
Secure in the “Haven of Rest.”
O come to the Savior, He patiently waits
To save by His power divine;
Come, anchor your soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
And say, “My Belovèd is mine.”
I’ve anchored my soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
I’ll sail the wide seas no more;
The tempest may sweep over wild, stormy, deep,
In Jesus I’m safe evermore.
*For Today*: Exodus 32:22; Psalm 34:19, 61:2; Isaiah 66:12; Philippians 4:7; Hebrews 4:3, 6:13-20
Regardless of your circumstances, determine to rely more fully on the indwelling Christ and the awareness of your heavenly Advocate.
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Taken from Amazing Grace -- 366 Inspiring Hymn Stories for Daily Devotions © Copyright 1990 by Kenneth W. Osbeck. Published by Kregel Publications, Grand Rapids, MI. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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