Full rest and perfect peace;
In Him who’s faithful,
Supply can never cease.
I need not strive now,
Self-effort, strength deplete.
But to Him I bow,
In the “I Am” believe.
Jehovah, Elohim;
Fulfilling One He is,
In all His promises.
In all His promises.
To Him who will perfect,
Ground, and establish,
For these are His elect.
Faithful is He who calls
Who also will complete
The good work in them all,
Nothing unfinished leave.
From change that seems halfway,
But on faith’s Author gaze,
Perfecter, all the way.
Perfecter, all the way.
To Him, cooperate,
Dropping my wings at length
To let Him operate.
’Tis He who causes growth,
Not toil, struggle, strain,
Nor strategies and goals,
But letting His light reign.
’Tis He who gives the sight
To see a vision bright
Of only Jesus Christ.
Of only Jesus Christ.
What wisdom manifest!
The rightness of His ways
I worship and attest.
I can no more hold in
My sacrifice of praise,
For He has faithful been,
And will remain always.
Now overflows the brim;
His throne on praise is raised.
Out of my mouth, I praise,
Yes, He’s perfected praise!