oh, so sweet wondrous Abiding,

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