Methodist-Hymns-357
1: JESUS, in whom the weary find Their late,
but permanent repose,Physician of the sin-sick mind,Relieve my wants,
assuage my woes;And let my soul on Thee be cast,
Till life’s fierce tyranny be past
2: Loosed from my God, and far removed,
Long have I wandered to and fro,
O’er earth in endless circles roved,
Nor found whereon to rest below:
Back to my God at last I fly,
For O, the waters still are high!
3: Selfish pursuits, and nature’s maze,
The things of earth, for Thee I leave;
Put forth Thy hand, thy hand of grace,
Into the ark of love receive,
Take this poor fluttering soul to rest,
And lodge it, Saviour, in Thy breast
4: Fill with inviolable peace,
Stablish and keep my settled heart;
In Thee may all my wanderings cease,
From Thee no more may I depart;
Thy utmost goodness called to prove,
Loved with an everlasting love.
