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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