Resting

 

Once my hands were always trying,

Trying hard to do my best;

Now my heart is sweetly trusting,

And my soul is all at rest.

Once my brain was always planning,

And my hearts, with cares oppressed;

Now I trust the Lord to lead me,

And my life is all at rest.

Once my life was full of effort,

Now ‘tis full of joy and zest;

Since I took His yoke upon me,

Jesus gives to me His rest.

  -A. B. Simpson

Are We True Worshippers?

Greater Love Hath No Man

You Are Cephas

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