Find Rest (another poem of my late husband)

 

 

Enter His Courts and There You Find a Resting Place

When He shall call your beautiful name, Stand not behind, but make your way,
Into His courts, that's where He wants you to be.
Oh do not hesitate not wait; just make your way straight to the gate;
Enter His, courts and there you'll find a resting place.

Chorus:
Come to His courts; He calls for you.
Enter His courts; they're made for you. All who enter will enjoy His sweet rest.
Oh do not lag so far behind; increase your pace, be there on time.
All who enter will not want to leave that place.

Yes, you can know His blessing for you, And know that He will care for you;
You can be free and have His peace abide in you.
Just walk the straight and narrow way, and live for Jesus, watch and pray.
Enter His courts for there you'll find a resting place.