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| D | G | D | |
| Far away in the depths of my | spirit to | night |
| E7 | A | |
| Rolls a melody | sweeter than | psalm; |
| D | G | |
| In | celestial strains it un | ceasingly falls |
| D | A7 | D | |
| O'er my | soul like an | infinite | calm. |
| Chorus: |
| D | G | D | |
| Peace, peace, | wonderful | peace, |
| Bm | E7 | A | |
| Coming | down from the | Father a | bove! |
| D | G | |
| Sweep over my spirit fore | ver, I pray |
| D | A7 | D | |
| In | fathomless | billows of | love! |
| What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace, |
| Buried deep in the heart of my soul, |
| So secure that no power can mine it away, |
| While the years of eternity roll! |
| Chorus |
| I am resting tonight in this wonderful peace, |
| Resting sweetly in Jesus' control; |
| For I'm kept from all danger by night and by day, |
| And His glory is flooding my soul! |
| Chorus |
| And I think when I rise to that city of peace, |
| Where the Anchor of peace I shall see, |
| That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing |
| In that heavenly kingdom will be: |
| Chorus |
| Ah, soul! are you here without comfort and rest, |
| Marching down the rough pathway of time? |
| Make Jesus your Friend ere the shadows grow dark; |
| O accept of this peace so sublime! |
| Chorus |
