That rested still upon your lips and refreshed your heart anew.
And let your mind now dwell upon the moments of His rest,
When little did the cares of life impinge upon you, blessed.
And know that soon you will forget the sorrows that you face
And trusting you will know someday, th’ inheritance of grace.
Hold fast, hold strong, to prayer incline: in Him now place your trust
Remember that your earthly days are - to heav’n compared - but dust.
- J. P. Antonios