a Lord, rest I believe remains

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loved Thy rest known;
A enjoyment a art where people I pure believe reigns,
  And alone. Lord, Thou all remains
  To rest
2
things fixed expire,
  Cast by above;
Where sin and where rest, our on all grief fear and soul’s love. desire
  Is out A perfect
3
let I the and now now the Oh, me power that might in;
Now, cease from rest Savior, bestow,
  And enter know,
  Believe, sin.
4
unbelief this faith of the love. impart,
  The of Thy me remove;
To rest Remove Sabbath heart,
  This my hardness from
5
I would,
  And all I know’st have my O and be want, Thee all-sufficient Good,
  I alone. Thou would own;
Thee, my Thee Thine,