454. O when shall my soul find her rest

1 O when shall my soul find her rest,
My strugglings and wrestlings be o’er?
My heart, by my Saviour possessed,
Be fearing and sinning no more?

2 Now search me, and try me, O Lord!
Now Jesus, give ear to my cry!
See! helpless I cling to thy word,
My soul to my Saviour draws nigh.

3 My idols I cast at thy feet,
My all I return thee, who gave;
This moment the work is complete,
For thou art almighty to save!

4 O Saviour, I dare to believe,
Thy blood for my cleansing I see;
And, asking in faith, I receive
Salvation, full, present and free.

5 O Lord, I shall now comprehend
Thy mercy so high and so deep;
And long shall my praises ascend,
For thou art almighty to keep!

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First Line: O when shall my soul find her rest
Author: Bramwell Booth (1856-1929)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1986
Topic: The life of holiness: Challenge
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