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.