Take Your rest, sweet Lord; slumber peacefully; lay Your head down on the pillow of my heart.
In the boat of my love You find peace and gentle repose –
Even though the waves may crash and the tides surge,
Even though the storm and darkness of night surround,
Even though rain and hail and lightening abound,
Sleep deeply and take Your rest, sweet Lord; I will not awaken You nor stir You by fears and doubts.
No need to rise to calm the storm; faith awaits safe arrival at the distant shore.
Written by Ann Clare, April 28, 2006 Based on the Gospel of Mark 4: 35-41