Christ My Song - 978
Oh! when the exile views his home - Return unto thy rest, O my Soul (Charlotte Elliott/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
Return unto thy rest, O my Soul.
1. Oh! when the exile views his home;
the banished child his father's face;
the traveller, long condemned to roam,
his native fields, his resting-place;
2. what sweet emotions fill the mind!
What joy, what blessedness they feel!
My God! these joys are all combined
when at thy mercy-seat I kneel.
3. Thou art my dwelling-place, my rest,
my Father, in whose smile I live:
all I desire to make me blessed,
that smile alone can amply give.
4. No longer now my thoughts I waste
on earthly things once loved by me:
for sweeter, purer joys I taste,
my God, in communing with thee.
Charlotte Elliott, Selections from the Poems of Charlotte Elliott, 202-203.