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In Jesus I find rest and peace

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1 In Jesus I find rest and peace--
The world is full of sorrow;
His wounds are my abiding-place;
Let the unknown tomorrow
Bring what it may,
There I can stay,
My faith finds all I need today,
I will not trouble borrow.

2 Until I found that crystal spring,
My way was dull and dreary;
I looked for peace in many a thing;
But still my soul grew weary.
All things I tried,
And yet my soul had not espied
The fount of life so near me.

3 My soul was carnal, blind, and bound
By sin, and never sought Thee,
Lord Jesus, though I ever found
All else no comfort brought me,
No peace, no rest
Within my breast;
My troubled soul remained unblest,
Of Thee I ne'er bethought me.

4 In pity, then, Thou cam'st to me,
Thine arms to me extending;
I heard Thy voice: Come unto me
And rest in peace unending.
Loves thee full well,
He saves thy soul from death and hell,
In perils thee defending.

5 O Jesus, I must now confess
The world hath but vexation
And anguish, sorrow, dire distress,
As is Thy declaration.
In Thee is peace
And sweet surcease;
Thy bosom is my resting-place
Where I find consolation.

6 To me the preaching of the cross
Is wisdom everlasting;
Thy death alone redeems my loss;
On Thee my burden casting,
I, in Thy name,
A refuge claim
From sin and death and from all shame--
Blest be Thy name, O Jesus!

7 O Jesus, may I constant be,
Forever with Thee staying!
O may I feel love's mastery,
My ev'ry fear allaying!
The dove at last
Hath found sweet rest
From all her weary, futile quest,
Although she long went straying.

Source: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #437

Translator: George Taylor Rygh

(no biographical information available about George Taylor Rygh.) Go to person page >

Author: Anonymous

In some hymnals, the editors noted that a hymn's author is unknown to them, and so this artificial "person" entry is used to reflect that fact. Obviously, the hymns attributed to "Author Unknown" "Unknown" or "Anonymous" could have been written by many people over a span of many centuries. Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: In Jesus I find rest and peace
Author: Anonymous (1740)
Translator: George Taylor Rygh
Language: English



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