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BOOK III. Did he but shine alike on all, Then all alike would love.

5 Then love in every heart would reign, And war would cease to roar ; And cruel and blood-thirsty men Would thirst for blood no more.

6 Such Jesus is, and such his grace, Oh may it shine on you ! And tell him, when you see his face, I long to see him too.

1 DOES the gospel-word proclaim Rest for those who weary be ? Then my soul put in thy claim, Sure that promise speaks to thee : Marks of grace I cannot show, All polluted is my best ; Yet I weary am, I know, And the weary long for rest.

2 Burden d with a load of sin, Harass d with tormenting doubt, Hourly conflicts from within, Hourly crosses from without : All my little strength is gone, Sink I must without supply ; Sure upon the earth is none Can more weary be than I.

3 In the ark the weary dove Found a welcome resting-place ; Thus my spirit longs to prove Rest in Christ, the ark of grace : Tempest-toss d I long have been, And the flood increases fast, Open, Lord, and take me in Till the storm be overpast.

4 Safely lodged within thy breast, What a wondrous change I find !