Hymnal ‎#375

375. Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan

1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
Hath taught each scene the note of woe;
Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow:
Behold, the precious balm is found,
To lull thy pain and heal thy wound.

2 Come, freely come, by sin opprest,
On Jesus cast thy weighty load;
In Him thy Refuge find, thy rest,
Safe in the mercy of thy God:
Thy God's thy Saviour, glorious word;
O hear, believe, and bless the Lord.

Text Information

• First Line: Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
• Meter: 8s.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871

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