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[Hymn 189]

Rest In Christ

No longer far from rest I roam,
And search in vain for bliss;
My soul is satisfied at home;
The Lord my portion is.

His word of promise is my food;
His Spirit is my guide;
Thus daily is my strength renewed;
My wants, too, are supplied.

For him I count as gain each loss;
Disgrace, for him, renown;
Well may I glory in his cross,
While he prepares my crown.