When night has come and the bones are weary,
The body aches as the days are dreary.
Yet through it all, I am forced to wonder
Is it just for sleep or a blissful ponder .

But through the day where sleep is shy,
I must admit, I can't deny
This one aches for relaxation
A peace of knowing there is a heaven.

With refreshment and redemption
A chance to review
All that has happened and the things I knew

When time is taken to be restored
The precious time with my Majestic Lord
When all that seems timely
Fades as a whimper and what I seek
I can't remember

Yet all I hear in just a whisper,
The shepherd speaks as He draws me nearer,

He says, "Just Rest!"