| First Line: | People of the living God |
| Meter: | 7s. (Double) |
| Printable Page Scan: | [Gif 47k] [Wide Gif 47k] |
1. People of the living God,
I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found;
Now to you my spirit turns,
Turns a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
Oh! receive me into rest.