O thou, in whom the weary findPublished in 4 hymnals
O Thou, in whom the weary find
Alone their permanent repose;
Send light into my doubting mind,
Relieve my fears, assuage my woes;
O let my soul on Thee be cast,
Till sin’s fierce tyranny be past.
Far, far from Thee, O God, removed,
Long have I wandered to and fro;
O’er earth in endless circles roved,
Nor found whereon to rest below;
Back unto Thee, at last, I fly:
Save! for the waters still are high.
Selfish pursuits and pleasure’s maze,
The things of earth, for Thee I leave;
Pat forth Thy hand, Thy hand of grace,
Into the ark of love receive;
Take this poor fluttering soul to rest,
And still it, Father, on Thy breast.
Fill with inviolable peace;
’Stablish in faith my restless heart;
In Thee let all my wanderings cease,
From Thee may I no more depart;
Never again from Thee remove,
Loved with an everlasting love!
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|Instances (1 - 4 of 4)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #513||Seeking Rest||O Thou, in whom the weary find||L. M.||1866|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #513||O Thou, in whom the weary find||Wesley||1848|
|Hymn Book for Christian Worship #386||O Thou, in whom the weary find||1854||Moravian|
|Hymns of the Spirit #374||O Thou, in whom the weary find||1864|