Lord, I believe a rest remains

To all Thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,

And Thou art loved alone.

A rest, where all our soul's desire

Is fixed on things above;

Where fear and sin and grief expire,

Cast out by perfect love.

Oh, that I now the rest might know,

Believe, and enter in;

Now, Savior, now the power bestow,

And let me cease from sin.

Remove this hardness from my heart,

This unbelief remove;

To me the rest of faith impart,

The Sabbath of Thy love.

I would be Thine, Thou know'st I would,

And have Thee all my own;

Thee, O my all-sufficient Good.

I want, and Thee alone.