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THERE is rest for the weary soul -
There is rest in the Saviour's love;
There is rest in the grace that has made us whole,
And that seeketh out those who rove.
There is rest in the tender love
That has trodden our path below;
That has found us a place in the realms above,
Bu can now all our sorrows know.
There is rest in the calming grace
That flows out from these realms above,
O what rest in the thought - we shall see His face,
Who has giv'n us to know His love!
There is rest in the midst of grief -
For His grief was the proof of love;
O 'tis sweet in that love now to find relief,
When the sorrows of earth we prove.
There is rest in the Saviour's heart,
Who would never turn grief away:
But has found, in what sin once had made our part,
The domain of His love's display.
There is rest in the blessèd yoke,
And in proving no will but His,
While we learn from His path, and the words He spoke,
What that patience of Jesus is!
So where Jesus has gone before
Is the path which we have to tread;
And it leads to the rest where all sorrow's o'er -
To the place where His steps have led.

J.N. Darby

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