Vol 01 - The Lord Hath Borrowed It

The Lord Hath Borrowed It

“ He shall gather the lambs with his arm, and carry them in his bosom.”-Isaiah 40:11 Rest, for the little sleeper;

Joy, for the ransomed soul:

Peace, for the lonely weeper, Dark though the waters roll.Weep for the little sleeper, Weep, it will ease the heart;

Though the dull pain be deeper, Than with the world to part.Hath the dear Savior found him, Laid him upon His breast, Folded His arms around him, Hushed him to endless rest?Grieve not, with hopeless sorrow, Jesus has felt your pain, He did thy lamb but borrow, He’ll bring him back again.-Anon.