Abiding, so wondrous sweet oh,

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