Once my hands were always trying,
Trying hard to do my best;
Now my heart is sweetly trusting,
And my soul is all at rest.
Once my brain was always planning,
And my heart, with cares oppressed;
Now I trust the Lord to lead me,
And my life is all at rest.
Once my life was full of effort;
Now ’tis full of joy and zest;
Since I took His yoke upon me,
Jesus gives to me His rest.
A. B. Simpson