“It Is God’s Way”

Rest, kindly heart, content to say
“It is God’s way,
His will be done.”
Thrice blessed thought,
With bliss enwrought,
For Freedom’s son.

Rest, kingly soul, inspired to say
“It is God’s way,
His will be done.”
While nations weep
And vigil keep,
Thy course is run.

Rest, martyr, lo! we hear thee say:--
“It is God’s way,
His will be done.”
“Nearer to Thee,”
Oh, tender plea,
The crown is won.