"And I will give you rest."
- Matthew 11:28
Jesus, in whom the weary find
Their late, but permanent repose;
Physician of the sin-sick mind,
Relieve my wants, assuage my woes.
Running from God, and far remov'd,
Long have I wander'd to and fro;
O'er earth in endless circles rov'd,
Nor found whereon to rest below.
Selfish pursuits and nature's maze,
The things of earth I all would leave;
Put forth thine hand, thine hand of grace,
Into the ark of love receive.
Now fill me with thy perfect peace,
'Stablish and keep my settled heart;
In thee may all my wand'rings cease,
From thee no more may I depart.
The Methodist Pocket Hymn-Book. New York:
J. Soule and T. Mason Publishing Co., 1818.
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