Chasten thy son while there is hope,
and let not thy soul spare for his crying.
Daily Bible Reading:
Inspiring Hymns #287
Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight rolls a melody sweeter than psalm; In celestial-like strains it unceasingly falls o’er my soul like an infinite calm.
What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace, buried deep in the heart of my soul; So secure that no power can mine it away, while the years of eternity roll.
I am resting tonight in this wonderful peace, resting sweetly in Jesus’ control; For I’m kept from all danger by night and by day, and His glory is flooding my soul.
And me-thinks when I rise to that City of peace, where the Author of peace I shall see, that one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing, in that heavenly kingdom shall be.
Ah! soul, are you here without comfort or rest, marching down the rough pathway of time? Make Jesus your friend ere the shadows grow dark; Oh, accept this sweet peace so sublime.
Chorus: Peace! peace! wonderful peace, coming down from the Father above; Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray, in fathomless billows of love.
Words: W. D. Cornell, Alt.
Music: W. G. Cooper