1. Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight,
    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 forever, I pray,
    In fathomless billows of love.

  2. What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
    Buried deep in my inner most soul,
    So secure that no power can mine it away,
    While the years of eternity roll!
  3. I believe when I rise to that city of peace,
    Where the Author of peace I shall see,
    That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing,
    In that heavenly kingdom will be-
  4. Weary soul, without gladness or comfort or rest,
    Passing down the rough pathway of time!
    Make the Savior your friend ere the shadows grow dark;
    O accept of this peace so sublime.