Hymn Thoughts

Hello friends. Lately I have been listening to a CD of hymns by from a hymnal by a man named William Gadsby who lived in the mid 1800s. This is a hymn he wrote:


Weary of earth, myself, and sin,
Dear Jesus set me free,
And to Thy glory take me in,
For there I long to be.

Let a poor laborer here below,
When from his toil set free;
To rest and peace eternal go:
For there I long to be.

Burdened, dejected, and oppressed,
Ah! Whither shall I flee,
But to Thy arms for peace and rest?
For there I long to be.

Let a poor laborer here below,
When from his toil set free;
To rest and peace eternal go:
For there I long to be.

Empty, polluted, dark and vain
Is all this world to me;
May I the better world obtain
For there I long to be.

Let a poor laborer here below,
When from his toild set free;
To rest and peace eternal go:
For there I long to be.