Abiding, so wondrous sweet oh,

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