Ye Yourselves Apart
yourselves apart and rest awhile,
Weary, I know it, of the press and throng;
from your brow the sweat and dust of toil,
And in My quiet strength again be
Come ye aside from all the
world holds dear,
For converse which the world has never known;
me and with my Father here,
With Me and with my Father not alone.
tell me all that ye have said and done,
Your victories and failures, hopes
I know how hardly souls are wooed and won;
My choicest crowns
are always wet with tears.
and rest: the journey is too great,
And ye will faint beside the way and sink:
bread of life is here for you to eat,
And here for you the wine of love to
Then, fresh from converse with
your Lord, return
And work till daylight softens into even:
The brief hours
are not lost in which ye learn
More of your Master and His rest in heaven.
May be sung to "Eventide"
6:31 And he said unto them,
Come ye yourselves apart into a desert place,
rest a while: for there were many coming
and going, and they had no leisure
as to eat. 32 And they departed into a desert
place by ship privately.
19:7 And the angel of the LORD came again the second time, and touched him, and
said, Arise and eat; because the journey is too great for thee.
8 And he arose, and did eat and drink, and went in the strength of that meat forty
days and forty nights unto Horeb the mount of God.