The land of rest.
THY loving Spirit, Lord, alone,
Can lead me forth, and make me free;
The bondage break in which I groan,
And set my heart at liberty.
2 Now let thy Spirit bring me in,
And give thy servant to possess
The land of rest from inbred sin,—
The land of perfect holiness.
3 Lord, I believe thy power the same;
The same thy truth and grace endure;
And in thy blessed hands I am,
And trust thee for it perfect cure.
4 Come, Saviour, come, and make me whole;
Entirely all my sins remove;
To perfect health restore my soul,—
To perfect holiness and love.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
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