Far Away In The Depths Of My Spirit To-Night
Rolls A Melody Sweeter Than Psalm ;
In Celestial-Like Strains It Unceasingly Falls
O’er My Soul Like An Infinite Calm.

Peace ! Peace ! Wonderful Peace!
Coming Down From The Father Above,
Sweep Over My Spirit For Ever, I Pray,
In Fathomless Billows Of Love.

What A Treasure I Have In This Wonderful Peace
Which Abides In The Depths Of My Soul
So Secure That No Power Can Ever Take It Away
While The Years Of Eternity Roll.

I Am Resting To-Night In This Wonderful Peace,
I Have Yielded To Jesus’ Control ;
For I’m Kept From All Danger By Night And By Day,
And His Glory Is Filling My Soul.

And Methinks When I Rise To That City Of Peace,
Where Its Author With Joy I Shall See,
That One Of The Songs Which The Ransomed Will Sing
In That Heavenly Kingdom Shall Be