1 

Lord, I believe a rest remains

   To all Thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,

   And Thou art loved alone.

 2 

A rest, where all our soul's desire

   Is fixed on things above;

Where fear and sin and grief expire,

   Cast out by perfect love.

 3 

Oh, that I now the rest might know,

   Believe, and enter in;

Now, Savior, now the power bestow,

   And let me cease from sin.

 4 

Remove this hardness from my heart,

   This unbelief remove;

To me the rest of faith impart,

   The Sabbath of Thy love.

 5 

I would be Thine, Thou know'st I would,

   And have Thee all my own;

Thee, O my all-sufficient Good.

   I want, and Thee alone.