50. Come Enter, Lord, and Take Thy Rest

1 Come enter, Lord, and take Thy rest,
Thou and Thy ark of strength;
And make the temple of my breast
Thy dwelling-place at length.

2 My life, my goods, myself I yield
A cheerful sacrifice;
No fond desire that lay concealed
But on Thine altar dies.

3 I will be Thine, with all my powers,
My mem’ry, mind, and will,
And all my consecrated hours
Thy service to fulfil.

4 I know how poor and worthless all,
How weak the hand I lift;
But where the sprinkled blood shall fall,
It sanctifies the gift.

5 ‘Tis done!—but wilt Thou condescend
To make my heart Thy home?
Call me, a sinful worm, Thy friend?
Lord Jesus, quickly come!

Text Information
First Line: Come enter, Lord, and take Thy rest
Title: Come Enter, Lord, and Take Thy Rest
Author: Rev. F. Bottome
Language: English
Publication Date: 1902
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