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228.

C. M.

C. Wesley.

There Remaineth a Rest for the People of God.

Lord, I believe a rest remains,

To all Thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,

And Thou art loved alone.

A rest, where all our soul’s desire

Is fixed on things above;

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,

Cast out by perfect love.

O, that I now that rest might know,

Believe, and enter in;

Now, Father, now the power bestow,

And let me cease from sin.

Remove all hardness from my heart,

All unbelief remove;

To me the rest of faith impart,

The sabbath of Thy love.

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