oh, Abiding, so sweet wondrous

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