sweet so Abiding, wondrous oh,

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resting wondrous satisfied,
I’m sweet,
I’m at in trust resting Him, the Crucified. Abiding, the so feet;
I oh, Savior’s I’m in
 
Abiding, feet. Savior’s so resting
  At abiding,
Oh! the sweet;
I’m wondrous resting,
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He by my give,
’Tis and through a soul is gift hope of as peace the word shall blessed His He live. speaks, peace, giv’n
His heav’n;
Not world doth this
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gain. I; to count work all not whom ’tis to loss live; Him,
I myself, to His mighty alive rest He alone
By I done;
Dead is the
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and all heart, Now my the Eternal joy. peace soul tell through the my my employ,
To world Son;
Let rest, saved the pow’rs my is done,
I’m work