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Poem August 4, 1837

The Liberator

Boston, Suffolk County, Massachusetts

What is this article about?

A devotional poem contemplating the absence of rest for the spirit on earth, amid life's weariness, and expressing gratitude to God for the hope of eternal life in heaven beyond the tomb.

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NO REST ON EARTH.

There's not in all this weary earth,
O spirit, home for thee;
No place whereon thy wing may rest,
In life's wide desert sea.

O, worn and faint and dim
Now must thy pinions be,
But we know thy dwelling is not here
Abidingly.

O, were it thus, did we not know
A world beyond the tomb—
Had we not heard or dreamed of heaven,
Life were a bitter doom—

An utter, dark and cheerless night,
That love could not illume,
And the soaring hopes that bear us high,
The raven's plume.

But, we thank thee, O our gracious God,
For the hope that thou hast given,
For thy holy word, whose promises
The gates of death have riven;

For the knowledge that in vain
We have not toiled and striven,
For the hope, the certainty of life,
Blessed in heaven.

M. S. A.

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn Ode

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Death Mourning

What keywords are associated?

No Rest On Earth Spiritual Weariness Heavenly Hope Divine Promises Eternal Life

What entities or persons were involved?

M. S. A.

Poem Details

Title

No Rest On Earth.

Author

M. S. A.

Subject

Meditation On Earthly Weariness And Heavenly Hope

Form / Style

Rhymed Quatrains

Key Lines

There's Not In All This Weary Earth, O Spirit, Home For Thee; No Place Whereon Thy Wing May Rest, In Life's Wide Desert Sea. But, We Thank Thee, O Our Gracious God, For The Hope That Thou Hast Given, For Thy Holy Word, Whose Promises The Gates Of Death Have Riven;

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